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| kate (profile) wrote, on 9-22-2003 at 2:58pm | |
| Music: Foo Fighters Subject: Poems |
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| I don't like these much, but.. well, here ya go: Letting Go Sitting in class Watching the teacher But she's not paying attention The voice doesn't reach her She can't seem to focus Her mind isn't there Engrosed in her thoughts, She has a blank stare Watching the images That float in her head She wants to explain What just can't be said There he stands Yet completely abstract She needed him And he's what she lacked Looking at him Through her mind's eye She studied his body And wanted to cry A thought occured And she knew it was right She let the image go She once held so tight Untitled You stab me with your words Restrict me of my life Take away everything I love Then wash your bloody knife Of the skeletons in your closet I'm the mangled one of all You beat me when I try to stand So I stumble and I fall I feel the raw burn As the flames lick at my skin My blood boils And you bask in your twisted sin I've finally given up Because I shall never escape You've violated me With a game of awful rape |
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DartHaVoK | 09-22-03 3:34pm Still jealous of your awsome skill. |
WindedHero | odd..., 09-22-03 7:40pm The first one reminds me of christmas fot some reason. |