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| Dark Poetry #3 |
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GeorgiaPaver Junior Member
since 2002-12-01
Posts 15Savannah, GA |
Never did I feel this way before It hurts like an untreated sore. Life seeped in to me dreams. Sweating in my sleep, chocking on a scream You grabbed my heart and watched the blood stream You smiled as I cried and you watched as I took all I had left. My sight left me and my ears went deaf. I woke up, soaked, crying, feeling like I was flying Down the side of a mountain with an urge for dying. I will never forget it, never will get over it. How could the feelings of hate Be for something you dreamed to create. You laughed at my tears, told me you didn't care I said my feeling weren't real and you just gave me an unwanted stare. I wonder what hurt more in the end? The bruises will heal, but the pain will never mend. You said everything will be fine in the end But when everything is fine, it is just starting to begin... |
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