Open Poetry #34 |
Pins and Dispair |
Snowflake From Hell Senior Member
since 2003-07-10
Posts 777My own little Icey Oblivion |
Seems as if we are beyond repair, With these pins of dispair. Predator of hearts in the night, Caged so far out of Love's sight. With these pins of dispair. Fighting off old ways, Guessing it's only a matter of days. With these pins of dispair. Seems as though much more has changed, Like this has all been prearranged. With these pins of dispair. Every intuition fails to find it's way, I know not what else to say. Stab me with these pins of dispair... My life is you, Nothing else will do. These pins of dispair... To you my heart is true, Without you I am dead and blue. Take away your pins of dispair... does your fire burn? can you hear me? ILL JUST KNOCK THIS WALL RIGHT DOWN |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Stab me with these pins of despair... a pin pricked write M |
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*Alli4000*
since 2004-03-21
Posts 3188The World of Poetry |
Wow... ~Alli~ Happy 2005! |
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Copperbell Senior Member
since 2003-11-08
Posts 956 |
ouch - but no pun intended |
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