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Love haunt
written by GeishaGirl08:40 AM 2/17/05| I can feel it, its arising again the pain it aches again I lay and picture my heart being stabbed a million times, with ghostly hands. I can see their wicked and deranged smiles laughing at me, I see them feeding from me I can feel them. I watch as their clawed fingers tear at me, I see their bloody faces dripping with crimson fluid. I want to look down at them and smile and laugh back, but I can't do to what it seems the impossible. I cry knowing its back to haunt me for so many days, a burden hanging onto me for what it will feel like another eternity. I wish it could leave and I'll never feel again, I want to be callous, once again I long for the old days. Days of myself cascading in my own misery oh how they seem like the good old days, the days of dripping with my own fluid the days of screaming at myself in the mirror, the days of my self torture. Please don’t let me feel again. |
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Comments criticism questions are welcomed. Yes I know that this would have to be one of the darkest poems I've submitted on the hex.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by zver (2-17-2005 - 08:47 AM)
| umm im not going to put time into this i will just say fuck this it suked |
by GeishaGirl (2-17-2005 - 08:50 AM)
| Really? Only because you can't do better? Only because you hate me? |
by VoodooDoll (2-17-2005 - 08:56 AM)
| it was good i thought, zver you're not one to talk, this poem is better then the one i've just read of yours. |
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