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Diamond Edges

by Deamo

Here I lay in my comfort composure Listening to every rythm of my music Removing my white earphone to listen To listen to the beauty of nature raining Picturing myself as a randrop falling; free Picturing the placid movement of water Moving as one, cold breeze and falling with heavy gravitational pull Thinking back to when I'd lay in _comfort_ Listening to every perfect beat of your heart Concentrating on the whispers of your spirit Being attentive to your chords as you release them Piercing my mind, _quaking_ through my flesh To simply un-wither that was even desintegrated Your love circulating my veins Simply By speaking Rippling accross my seams Bolting through my body more than any drug ever Hanging me on your hook Touring to the meadow in my dreams Conquering the battles in my nightmares Re-writing the words on my page that is life Then After enough re-painting Of my story You started to un-write my book Crossing the hearts Tearing the written pages Oh how I could only stand and _stare_ Oh how all you did, difficultly _Glare_ The whispers your soul gave _withered_ Cleared and filléd my mind _vacant_ Was I abandoned by your heart So easily the welcoming door Became an unbidden command _requested_ This hour Is when I play it back; Remenisce about it Laying alone, in discomfort Listening to no beats Not even one of my own Then I close my eyes violently Shoving back the emotion To silently replay those words I love you Always Crashing down Bolting tar through my body Poisoning my mind Rippling through my veins That same poison Is what I use To kill inside me What demons creep See the story has a twist What I feared most What demons I feared even more Is exactly what I became The poison inside me Crisply ogling at me Inside the cage Compresséd Inside what We call a Mirror
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23 / M / South Aftica
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Written by
Deamo
23 / M / South Aftica
Published
Sep 27, 2018
Lines·Words
76·320
Notes

A very long poem yes I know, if you read this far thank you. It's 03:26 and I just think back to the best days of my life

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#daily#bestpoem#twisted#depression#love#hatred#glare#stare#gaze#heart
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