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Foxy Liisu Jan 2018
****** hands .Dusty clothes
You're the one I hate the most
Stab you're it
You lift me up and slam me down
Took the words right out of my mouth
Can anyou hear me all the monsters cry the same
Can someone come and save me but it seems nobody came
Arcassin B Aug 2017
By Arcassin Burnham

Did I ever get a chance to tell you sorry after our last meeting.
I was mad at the world for a reason because they gave up on me.
Staring at a wall for two hours , talking for two hours.
no time to comfort souls and their retreat to sorrow , bet it got sour.
Despise you , you , you , you,
but you hate, me , me , me ,me,
But everything about you , you , you , you,
Is based off greed , greed , green , green,
And I don't follow.
I disowned you , you , you , too.
to hear those lies , lies , lies , lies,
when you walk the door , door , door , door,
I see no fear , fear , fear , fear,
from you anymore , more , more , more,
I feel bad for you.
Doesn't have nothing to do with me , me , me , me.

Did you ever take the time to consider what I Wanted for myself.
darkness falls , and all you got is your pride and courage without a wealth.
And now I'm angry at myself for two hours , pacing for two hours.
I need my soul comforted for some love in the next hour.

Despise you , you , you , you,
but you hate, me , me , me ,me,
But everything about you , you , you , you,
Is based off greed , greed , green , green,
And I don't follow.
I disowned you , you , you , too.
to hear those lies , lies , lies , lies,
when you walk the door , door , door , door,
I see no fear , fear , fear , fear,
from you anymore , more , more , more,
I feel bad for you.
©abpoetry2017
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/08/darkness-falls-3-photo-by-sidney-kirsch.html
pretty Aug 2017
little light
little sunshine
little luck
i wish you'd never gone
those words felt like stabs
i know that,
but time will cure your wounds
dear happy
little spring breeze
little melody,
i'm so sorry.
please stay at least tonight.
inspired by dear happy-dodie clark and thomas sanders
Arpan Rathod Jun 2017
Come close to me
no!
stab me from the front this time
and look into my eyes
while you do that.
K G Jan 2017
Possessed
Warring within the wind
Aped by a flush, you unveil a plash
Flaunting us a stygian, hazy gore
Left weaving a susurrus blether
With shards prodding your throat
KG
Yes, i believe you,
I always believe your stories.
You would never lie to me.
You always tell the truth.
I trust you with my life.
Wait, what is this?
What are they saying?
I dont understand.
You are a liar?
What is the pain I feel?
Why have you stabbed me in the back?
Friend?
...Friend?
Kay Oct 2016
Finally silence as the knife hits the floor, you scream in terror "what're you smiling for?!"
My vision is blurred and the room starts to fade, as I think of my life and the mess I have made.
They told me not to trust you cuz you'd **** me straight to hell, they made me do things I had to promise not to tell.
They were always there whispering in my head, but they will be gone now for I will soon be dead.
You were always hiding things and sneaking from place to place, but you were trying to get me the help that I was afraid to face..
"But that can't be right you were poisoning us!" The voices grow louder as they furiously cuss..
"You little **** you tried to **** me we don't deserve this!" i mean.. think of all the fun you're going to miss..
All those games we played like hide the ****** corpse.. until we fought when you told me I have no remorse.
The poison though.. was the pills in my drink, You tried to tell me they were prescribed by my shrink.
But reality hits, this is really the end, all this time they said it was just pretend.
The voices fade as you stand there in shock, the only sound made is the tic of the clock.
I thought it was you but MY hand dropped the blade, this is by far the worst game I've ever played...
My memory was clouded but now I can see...
I thought you were crazy but the crazy one's me.
Eliza Lindsey Sep 2016
Dean is beauty
Dean is grace
Dean will stab you in the face.
Kathleen M Jul 2016
Jane holds the pencil in her hand
She uses it to get the thoughts out of her head
Now they won't come out
Time for a new tactic
She swings her clenched fist at her ear
The squelch is felt more than heard
Again and again she gouges the thoughts from her brain
Thoughts pool dark red in her lap
She finally shut them up
Eyes closed
Relaxed sigh
Alone in her head again
Jane fades out
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