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Tortured Love
written by psycho_bunny07:34 AM 8/10/04My heart beats to the sound of every word you utter,
I cling like a bag of clutter,
I cant help my self,
your the meaning to my life,
the knife stuck in my flesh,
wrenching me around,
confuseing my mind,
why cant I understand you?
are you so much more above me?
am I really so pathetic...
I'm not sure if I care,
as long as I can hear your gentle words,
pouring over my soul,
captureing my heart,
still sticking me with your knife,
that kills my mind and body,
but I could care less,
my life is such a mess,
but as long as your in my head,
this place... I dont mind,
no matter how blind I may be,
of true reality. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Ha! I really am pathetic...
I truly do feel my heart beat to his ever word...
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| » Comments / Feedback | by SuperBob (8-10-2004 - 07:36 AM)
| you arent pathetic for feeling that way aobut his every word(i cant remember your way of saying of it)...anyroad...its really sweet of you to do that...its a nice poem you got there...very very nice |
by Genocide Reaper (8-10-2004 - 07:42 AM)
| *follows behind the Goddess of Poetry* she's right you know, very good poem. |
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