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Pain

Contributed by emokid on Saturday, 21st May 2005 @ 07:28:07 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I wince in pain as I try to move my shoulder
My head throbs with a repeat beat of a trance song
To push my medium frame off the bed takes Hurclean strength
I raise up to stare at myself in the mirror
The forest in my eyes is all I see
Now my teeth hurt
Not even two decades old and I feel six centuries
What had become of last night
I look over and discover the mistake,
but who's was it?
Mine? No you can't blame a human for being lonely
Hers? No she has no idea why I am here in the first place
Amy's? Well it was out of her hands
Now all thats left is the aftermath
Will chaos reign or will an eye of a torando descend?
What will come of this?
I'm too young to be a father
Is it even possible?
I look at my hands
What have I created?
Nothing good can come of this
It never has before
I will carry this burden alone
Amy must and never know of last night
I look in the mirror again
and know my sins are staring right back
and I can't escape ever.




Copyright © emokid ... [ 2005-05-21 19:28:07]
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Re: Pain (User Rating: 1 )
by darkangeleyes57 on Tuesday, 24th May 2005 @ 08:50:13 AM AEST
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wow. um i liked this alot and i think that it was well written and i hope things will soon get better. great job.

christina


Re: Pain (User Rating: 1 )
by Dorkfish on Tuesday, 12th July 2005 @ 01:10:19 PM AEST
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Very good, great emotion.




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