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Postcard from hell
written by Trapezium07:02 PM 11/8/04There's a photo of me,
From the eternal fire,
The corners' crispy,
Burnt from my flaming desire.
There's blood stains,
From where I dried my wrist,
One piece of me,
Left intact,
A picture with a twist.
There's creases in the card,
Crumpled like my soul,
Battered like a fish,
This picture has a goal.
A postcard from hell,
The death of paradise,
A fallen Angel on the front,
Like waves crashing down,
Upon the sea front. |
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» Comments / Feedback | by melons (11-8-2004 - 07:05 PM)
very deep babes but lamp-poast love is still my fave love yah bum! |
by Genocide Reaper (11-8-2004 - 11:12 PM)
I'm judgeing yeah thats right I am. Do you have a problem with the Poetry God judgeing your Great works of Art? Hmm do you? Didn't think so. Keep it up bro. xD |
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