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Stains Of Wax
written by KillTheBeautifulPeople06:24 AM 3/19/05| Im staring out my window, my sadness pours out of my eyes. These Stains of Wax consume my body inside and out. I am speechless when depression swims through my veins and I cannot express my pain. In my hand i grasp a dozen dead roses and I am not allowed to feel them if These Stains of Wax continue to spread throughout my black leather soul. Must I embrace the emotions of Darkness when I die tonight? Why must I suffer the silence of death? I'll tell you the reason. These Deadly Stains of Wax has killed my heart and I can no longer breathe. The adrenaline of my Blood has abruptly ceased and my eyes are shut for eternity. Please....join me as I sleep. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
This Poem reflects on how I feel everyday. I know no one cares but its originally a song for my band. Anyway, I am empty inside and sometimes I feel like I just drank a bottle of Wax. gross i know but its only because of my teenage existential angst.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Whisperthewind (3-19-2005 - 06:40 AM)
| I feel the exact same way as you do trust me. |
by dyingday (3-19-2005 - 10:01 PM)
| You have an amazing way of putting your feelings as well as a lot of others into poems. Keep up the good work. |
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