Dark Poetry #4 |
Eleven |
flesh mechanic Member
since 2007-07-27
Posts 67puyallup, wa (the black hole of the states) |
Infidelity boost and, I noticed she were loosend. She killed our truce and, She's licking torn fuses. And she still confuses, All eleven muses. Dont feel bad she chooses, To connect her bruises, oh those pathetic bruises. She keeps reaching, for this feeling Its just bleaching, and she'll start peeling. She should of knew that, If theres stress i'll reduce it. Bubblegum vs cigarettes, She still acts she's eleven. Eleven clocks in her head, none of them will tick, Her heads too loud. Infidelity drips,drips from her lips, And she could never touch me now. |
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BrittanyJ Member
since 2007-06-03
Posts 461Come find me? |
"And she could never touch me now" I really liked this line for some reason...Nice poem So no more hiding all your pain, you deserve a new start. That's why i'm closing myself away, this is a message from your heart. |
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flesh mechanic Member
since 2007-07-27
Posts 67puyallup, wa (the black hole of the states) |
thank you for reading it. |
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