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John Wayne Gacy Sep 2010
Hidden thorns
On a rose
You were my flower
Now I stand alone.

Could I see those sharp thorns? If I had, would I have dared
dared to go head first and unbridled into the passion we shared!
Would I dare to love you, the simple elegant beautiful rose.

On the surface you're unique
Then I found what lies beneath
Covered with so many thorns
No longer unique, but just like everyone else before you.

A little *****
A drop of blood
A little kiss
You stole my love
I wish to have it back again, my elegance and poise
I need to have it back again, my happiness and joy
You won't give it back to me, my heart, my mind, my all.

You covet the stolen feelings you possess
A dark ebony rose.

First place ribbon
An example of exquisite quality
The petals only hide what I now see
The sharp, hateful thorns...
Awaiting me to be exposed again, unrelenting.

Hidden thorns, on a rose
A little *****
Now i'm home
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John Wayne Gacy Sep 2010
The movement is so swift and natural, a drop of blood
A dark crimson splatter, the feelings subside.

I must move quickly
I must ebb the flow
it's gushing and flowing with such speed
such ferocity
I feel slowed.

But then I awaken
a horrid dream
it seems my sleep
is ruined again

No amount of pills will seem
to send me into graceful dreams
I hallucinate, while my living nightmares
glide about my room

Back to sleep I want to go!
I need to dream again!
I don't need someone to understand
I don't need someone to hold my hand
I don't have space for another in my heart
I don't need that pain again!
I don't need love again
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John Wayne Gacy Sep 2010
If a poem I were to write
and make it so divine
would you listen to it all
and smile line by line?

Words are what I give you
in a very silly way
while emotions are what you give back
sheltering me from the rain
and onslaught of my loneliness
you break the chains of sorrow
and every time I go to sleep
you make me wake in the morrow.

You say I'm special to you  
but I don't understand why
you hug me when you see me
and raise me up so high
upon the clouds of heaven
I sit with you hand in hand
and listen to the heavenly angels
play harps on our demands.

So I give you all of my love
and you give me all yours too
that's all I could ever hope for
when I'm so in love with you
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John Wayne Gacy Sep 2010
A torrent of emotion floods over me whenever I am given the time
Alone
to contemplate that which resides eternally within my mind
and the doubts within mine heart.

From minute to minute my ambivalent feelings sway
from day to day they remain unchanged.
Prospects of happiness seemingly within my grasp, but I'm far too weak
just to get a grip on it
with these weakened hands of mine
this shattered mind of mine
this broken heart of mine.

No strength to pull myself from this abyssal sadness, yet
my mind retains the power to clasp and hold onto those memories
those memories of you.

My nights are filled with all but sleep and awake I must lie
feeling just as a knight would, when his princess no longer awaits him
she wills for no rescue and thus I am useless, as I have lost her
to the darkest, deepest corners of my mind.

Hours slither by and I reach for the precious few minutes to fuel me for another day, a day I do not deserve.

Do not pity me, I don't deserve even that! As to live for love is just the folly of a weak, immature, child..
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John Wayne Gacy Sep 2010
My passion make you fearful
my love has made you hide
my kisses are rejected
my hugs are all denied
I shake with a self-hatred because I've caused myself
to
feel
so
alone.

I'm fearful you'll leave me
because I know I would
Love has become a futile word
between my scarlet lips.

You act just like my last
and could it be
I've gone back in time
exactly the same
a repetition of my past.

No more depressing poems
that's exactly what you've said
but how can I listen to you
when all you say
goes
to
my
head.
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John Wayne Gacy Sep 2010
Melancholy monotony
ridiculous repetition
like the tides of the sea
back and forth I'm swept

Warm and kindly
a gripping embrace
your arms around me
face to face

I stare into your eyes
you stare into mine
I see you heart
you destroy mine

Metallic, this bitter taste
it's the same for us all
this cold and hating
gripping embrace
crushing our emotions
I'm no longer as innocent as I had once thought.
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John Wayne Gacy Sep 2010
Meru, sparkling eyed
Meru, I stand beside
Meru, Meru, why deny
You know you're a great person
Inside.

Hair so fair, and perfect length
Fragrance so sweet and loving yet, you deny
that you're the best, a friend that always must detest
the greatness and the elegance with which you know you hold
So must I make a move so bold
and write a poem, so you'll be told
Smile a little, you're not yet old
Youth is still within, and maybe you're self loathing yes.
But happiness derives from it, i'll free you from the life
that you so freely would give up!

A body that's above the rest
Skin that's not quite pale
In height you're not the tallest
but that's a minor detail
because your heart is how we measure you
and you're as tall as any
and if I had to choose my friends
I wouldn't choose very many
But you'd be on my special list
At number 1 or 2!
So i'll ask you kindly now
are these words getting through

Is it clear that you're very cool
and very beautiful
and although you are a fool for love
you're not a fool at all
You're a little too impulsive,
a quality I have too... But is it such a bad thing to do what the heart
tells
you
to.
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