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written by pongster18203:17 AM 11/6/04Skipping through the fields,
so pure I never bleed
as I run pass the weeds
cutting through my arms.
Until I met you,
things changed.
I attemped to escape you...
Dancing across a bed of dead souls,
the fallen leaves.
They grab the heels of my bare feet,
and I fall upon the cushion of decayed
flesh,
a drop of blood escapes from my
pale skin.
Blood staining this pale skin,
never felt the liquid flow across
so smoothly and beautifully down.
This feeling you introduced to my world,
it hurts so much.
Its beauty keeps me alive,
but it still
blinds me of the truth I wanna see.
I watch you approach me,
taking my hand
and leading me away to your hell. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
dnt know where this came from. but i guess its about falling in luv and it hurting like shit. and then ur afraid cuz u kno how relationships end up like...hell.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by dacode05 (11-6-2004 - 03:54 AM)
| very good...it deserves a title |
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