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Everything Must Come To An End
written by Morbid Angel05:49 PM 11/29/04The reason I love you. Because you make me feel complete, because everytime you hold me you make me feel like I love you, but maybe I don't I guess we'll never know. When you touch me my whole body starts to buzz, my mind runs in circles because you're finally in my arms. Finally where I've always wanted you. Love, like the rest of the world, is an illusion. We wait until someone comes along who we like exceptionally, more then usual. Then we make this little word up, called love. Maybe it's true but it could never be real.
Lust, my addiction, longing for you.
Owning everything, whats mine is yours.
Virtually loving you , and everything you are.
Eternally, because it's forever, always.
When you kiss me, I lose control. I want to pull you closer, I want your tongue deeper in my mouth. I want your hands all over my body, I want to become "one". Is "becoming one" making love...or is it just sex? "Making love" is just a more romantic way of putting it. Sex is the truth that is shielded from the eyes of young ones, innocent minds, only to be warped later in life as soon as you get that dick inside you for that first time. And then thats when I become a slag, when my friends turned on me. They threaten to beat me up and call me a slag. So I start to believe it. You'd be surprised how personal they can get, and how much it can make you cry. I'm still a child and I'm faced with the decision of a lietime, him or them. I wish I could have both, but life is never kind enough. After the things they've said, I love him more then all of them put together. Infact, I have so much hate for them that I wish they'd dissapear and let me love him.
Ugly, so fucking ugly.
Gasping for air as they pull me under.
Loves holding my heart,
You're holding me down.
Why would I go back to people who make me feel ugly? When he makes me feel beautiful. I know they aren't worth crying over but I can't help it, the tears keep streaming out. So I hear his voice, and straight away I smile. Straight away I don't need them anymore, I just need Chris. With his chain around my neck, I hold it like I would his hand. She keeps telling me he doesn't love me, but the more I hold that chain in my hand, the more I know she's wrong. But then I remember three months ago he hated me, walked straight past me and my tears lieing on the floor in the street.
Hating one minute, loving the next,
After the pain has gone, it'll be ok,
Theres so much more to live for,
Everything must come to an end.
I realise he's all I'm living for. I'd do anything to save him the tears and the pain of watching me die. So badly I want to smile in his arms and fall asleep, with one last kiss so deadly, everything must come to an end. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
It's not really a poem. It's just everything...this is based on something true.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (anonymous) (11-29-2004 - 07:37 PM)
| Looks like we have a romantic on our hands..... |
by (anonymous) (11-29-2004 - 11:41 PM)
| How romantic....stay with him, forget your friends...they are not friends if they treat you like that. By the way, if this was JUST a poem and not a real thing that is or was going on in your life...just forget everything I typed... |
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