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My Heaven
Contributed by
AssassinatorGirl
on
Monday, 30th May 2005 @ 12:24:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
DreamsandWishes
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Can't stop tearing,
Ripping up and scaring
myself with my thoughts.
Blood pouring from the trees,
But I think it's you,
and I attack it more,
But really I'm just
Bruising my hands.
When finally I drag my beaten self home,
And the parents scream, wondering who did this,
How can I just say "it was me"?
I'll wrap up my drips,
Pretend it is fine,
I'll calmly take sips,
Then I'll drop over and die.
There's a hidden little orchard,
With thousands of flowers,
But I walk there,
And I build over them towers
To rule and humanize and bring death
For the plants and the people whom I spawn.
The people there are hateful,
Never lying with love,
And they all are beautiful,
So often they are one,
But only in body.
There is a lot of crying,
But there is no pain.
We use it for manipulating,
and all we do is feign.
The most hated live,
The weak and caring are ruthlessly killed.
Time stands still,
And everyone is truly happy.
Copyright ©
AssassinatorGirl
... [
2005-05-30 12:24:49] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: My Heaven
(User Rating: 1 ) by Vermillion on
Thursday, 9th June 2005 @ 06:23:44 PM AEST (User
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a truley captivating piece. im very impressed by you. and i love the very last line
~Vermillion~ |
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