Dark Poetry #4 |
Making me (Recipe to my heart) |
Sir_Vampire Member
since 2007-06-12
Posts 96Johannesburg |
The sharpened steel is all I feel Anger flows and hatred grows Tearful doubts and silent shouts Fears stream, darkness gleam Here’s the recipe that makes my heart A sundered heart totally torn apart No more point in hiding my shame No more is my death just a game I have seen the errors of my ways No more waiting or any delays Forgive my faults and who I am I am not who you think I am no man you watched me bleed you watched me die you watched me not even a bat of your eye |
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XxForever.BrokenxX Senior Member
since 2008-01-20
Posts 891Neverland |
I really like the way it flows, It's a great poem...infact i might just put it in my library... great write, {~~*~~} {&}Love*liesOfBeauty~[NowColdInMyHand] |
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Falling rain
since 2008-01-31
Posts 2178Small town, Illinois |
honestly when i started to read this and you said "steel is the only thing i feel" i was like "oh its another poem about cutting yourself." But then i kept reading on and i was blown away and had a different perspective on this poem. Thanks for making me think! lol ~Zach~ |
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