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Twisted N' Used
written by Deadkittycat02:07 AM 9/6/04Some times I wake up and I cry,
wishing someday soon I will die.
My lifes all torn and broken,
my feelings hurt and unspoken.
I wish you'd die at my hand,
this blade quick as sand.
Through your heart I see that day,
the day you stole everything away.
left me raw and dirty..
I hold your heart above my head,
thinking back to what you said.
I squeeze your heart in my hand,
feeling it try to expand.
Wishing I could do to you the things in my head,
but I'd rather die then touch you again.
This is all in my dreams,
when I hear your screams.... |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
This was my first ever poem I wrote.. yeah, I know what your thinking that chicks fucked...
I'm gettin better at writing tho its better than hurting someone...
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Hermaphrodite is Me (9-6-2004 - 05:31 AM)
| if you're fucked so am i...but i know i am fucked...they told me so themselves..anyroad...amazing way to start off...with a bang!!! i loved it! |
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