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"teast" poems
I have something I need to tell you, but I don't know how it will make you fell.... I think I don't want you to look at me anymore... It makes me feel UGLY. I still feel you on my skin I still teast you on my tounge I dream of you, YOU ARE STILL THE WORM IN MY HEAD I can't just go back in time when you where my bedtime story my hand too hold my hero my milk my love YOU CANT LOOK AT ME ANYMORE it BURNS my skin it TURNS my stomach it brings tears to my eyes.... I KILLED US
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Dec 21, 2010
Dec 21, 2010 at 9:39 PM UTC
Mistake mistake mistak
It all bleeds from my head over the walls I try to bleed but they just was not high enough can't teast what I have hidden away the secert passage of time or be it as it may? Sounding like a stoner need it not be it I try to understand FOCUS on the dark part FOCUS on the lost part FOCUS scratch the whisper in my mind FOCUS feeling Excited yet weik it comes from the sand DON'T REACT QUIT! Bring it all out of me falling.... Falling...... Falling......... Say it again & again SUFFER hold it underneath little red sneakers TENDER Quit...can you hear it? Just a strum of you're guitar do you really know the real me? Why is it you look so uncomphterbul? To me we all look exactly the same DO IT! So we forgive & forget and move on so scary how together we seem to melth away and if you blink you miss it then feel it on the flore time is just another lie unsatisfactory DON'T BELIEVE IT skito 666
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Dec 23, 2010
Dec 23, 2010 at 6:42 PM UTC
Untitled
I tryd to fo the world for you to paints smile on you're face to wipe away those havie tears for you teast a sweeter teast but you bring with you this deep tradgety you're see only pain & why does you're world have to be a sky with only rain? the sun baby can shine for you the birds can sing you're name but there's nothing anyone can do you'll allways feel the same a sprit that's been scard for life shaderd just like glass I know we should have spoke that night now you're just the past together no more
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Nov 25, 2010
Nov 25, 2010 at 3:27 PM UTC
U are golden to me
I bleed to shed my sorrow & now as I'm bleeding I can teast the fear only now that you've pruved yourself to me only now that I can nolounger breed only crawl to the warmth as I suffer as I beg for you're mercy as I lay benieth the smoke of the world burning my intyer world set a flame my everything my everything is gone forever
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Dec 23, 2010
Dec 23, 2010 at 5:58 PM UTC
And now?
I have something I need to tell you, but I don't know how it will make you fell.... I think I don't want you to look at me anymore... It makes me feel UGLY. I still feel you on my skin I still teast you on my tounge I dream of you, YOU ARE STILL THE WORM IN MY HEAD I can't just go back in time when you where my bedtime story my hand too hold my hero my milk my love YOU CANT LOOK AT ME ANYMORE it BURNS my skin it TURNS my stomach it brings tears to my eyes.... I KILLED US
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Nov 29, 2010
Nov 29, 2010 at 6:08 PM UTC
Mistake...MISTAKE!!!..mistake
A new day is Rising. A new way is becoming clear,so lift up you head now and don't shed another tear. I shall not be consumed by these fears that haunt my dreams,breaking down my walls to spread their poisonous seeds,then fleeing in the night like cowardice thieves. I shall not be consumed by the saddness that plagues my heart,day after day threatening to tear it apart. I shall not be consumed by this anger that burns deep down to my soul,like an engine that runs on coal. I shall not be consumed by these familiar voices of doubt that play endlessly on repeat, I will bury them deep down in coffins made of concrete. I shall not be consumed by your toxic words that brings darkness at any time of day, I will cast them out like the sun casts the night away. I shall not be consumed by these idols I've made from clay, that fed on my dreams and left me to decay. Though i was set up to fail, like a snake eating his own tail. Though I don't know what the future holds, I shall fight till my last breath,the only thing that will stop me is the bitter teast of death.
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Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 1:06 AM UTC
A New Day