Teen Poetry #6 |
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Diary of a Madman |
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Third Libra Member
since 2003-08-10
Posts 125South Carolina |
ake this civil hand into your own death. Sweat fragrant scents only left. Of mystery curdled in your blood belittled now in thought I've become numb. But of a lifetime infinite of memories sketched, my personal being lost in pools of infest. I am secluded able to scream. So fluid tears to stream. Sain blood to leak and flow. To burn in an ominous evil so old. Over and over I am tormented and murdered by this hatred's sun. Endlessly singing the sorrow's of the above son. LAUGHING! LAUGHING! LAUGHING! Should I die in these voices! Hope to think not die by nightly choices. For eulogies so hard to come by of a pure thought. Don't leave me lonely in this dead morbid drought. I am to perish in the loud bawling clawing at my sanity lost, the mourning of my reality now stored in the reaper's loft. Sadly take this hand into your own death to see what little of my reality is left. Love is only an excuse to hurt and to get hurt... Knowledge brings ye fear. |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Sounds a little Ozzy by the title so I had to check it out. And the poem itself was good as gold. GIS a trickle of music from a well |
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Deep_Inside Member
since 2002-02-14
Posts 377i can't stop hiding |
the title pulled me in and the poem kept me yearning for more. this was a grate piece. keep writing when you live you begin to die |
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Third Libra Member
since 2003-08-10
Posts 125South Carolina |
Actually I got the title from an APC song. I've never heard the Ozzy one. I've gotta check it out. I'm glad ya'll liked it. Thanks. Love is only an excuse to hurt and to get hurt... Knowledge brings ye fear. |
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