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Why are my words never enough?
What do I have to do to
Prove myself to you!
You never loved me,

And you never will,
You only wanted my
Innocence until you had your fill!
You think you can play games

With me?!
Well you're seriously wrong!
Because of you,
I will always be strong!

I won't let you hurt people like you hurt me
And I'm **** glad your *** set me free!
I was mad 'cause I got my heart broken :( oh well, I feel better after this poem(:
Watching the desperate girl,
Soon to be dead,
As she raises that nine
Milimeter to her pounding head.

Her beautiful face, so
Full of tears, now
Lets loose her unbelievable fears.
She's experienced her

Most horrible nightmares,
Because she thinks that nobody cares.
Looking to the sky, now,
For the answers she's never known,

Feeling guilty of the
Hurt she's never shown.
Her finger twitches for the trigger,
Only seconds remaining,

Until she will let out all the
Frustration she's been containing.
The gun goes off with a deafening roar,
And now everyone will know why the desperate girl is no more.
This poem was inspired by my best friend for her strong sense of right and wrong.. (This is what could have happened to you Kitty, don't forget that.)
Lonely, and longing
For someone to hold
But that's just the
Easy way out.

Wanting, and wishing
And thinking of home
And wishing I
Wasn't here now.
Spectrous aberrations of youth
Surround him, embrace him
Leaving him disoriented, dismayed
Amidst sultry belongings
He’s tethered to that pole of vicissitude
Draped by disfavor
Postmarked Valhalla
Addressed to Folkvangr
Teased by irreverent lovers
In pursuit of contentment
His chronicles restart
In an unpublished testament
Bound by leather, cows unfettered
One lifeless body stationary
Crimson streams part chalk-dry lips
As love’s guillotined victim drips
His future’s fortune forsaken
Willingness to triumph in battle
Leaks from this dimension
With each fluxing discharge
Of her stream’s outgoing apathy
And his fluid permeates alluvium
In streambeds near life’s summit
touch the angel, feel her pain,
take her hand, be whole again,

kiss the angel, dry her tears,
keep her close as evil nears,

hold the angel, feel her breath,
hope in vain to escape death,

leave the angel, gone for good,
now alone where both you stood.
Nekatu Poetry © Arik Fletcher
If my time came
And I was ready to go
Would you let them take me?
Or would you tell the no.

Would you put up with that fight
If they took me away
Would you throw your soul out
If I couldn't stay.

Would you sacrifice your life
Just to see my face
Would you carry on without me?
Live in Heaven, live in grace.

If you would go with me
You have to take my hand
Follow in my footsteps
Into the Promise land.

Please don't be afraid
You're not all alone
Soon after we get there
It will be our home.

We traveled here together
Hand in hand
The pain and tears are gone now
Can't you see this was his plan.
Inspired By Nathan Heinz
A broken heart,
Is a crime unsolved,
In a crazy world,
With nothing resolved.

A lonely soul,
Is a wasted try,
But she will perservere,
until the day she dies.

A broken promise,
Is an easy let down,
All trust fades to black,
Till you come back around.

A single rose,
In the hands of the one,
Could brighten your day,
Make all cursed become undone.
Inspired By Nathan Heinz

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