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Array ( [sid] => 62712 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Cold Harsh Reality [time] => 2004-09-05 23:03:47 [hometext] => Please have a read and tell me what you think, I tried to make my work seem happier but it's hard when feelings are soo deep. Corrupted_minds [bodytext] => Duplicity in it’s best form,
When the truth hurts more than the lies,
There’s nothing left for me to mourn,
It’s the end of all my cries,
Words that burn like a metal fist,
Scar even the strongest steel,
Lusted to bring the blade to my wrist,
That my numb body would finally feel,
Confession of a lonely heart,
Rumors fill my wounds with salt,
Taints and flaws are my own body art,
Corrupted thoughts are my own fault,
To suicide would be to run,
A coward, I always knew,
But a suicide would be more fun,
Cos when it’s through then it’s through,
Let Nirvana run through my vein,
So my heart can feel at home,
So I can sense an aesthetic pain,
And for once not feel alone,
Blood, always been a treat,
Loved being un-conscience on the ground,
Not being able to rise to my feet,
Just bleeding to be found,
Take my clothes, still warm, to keep,
Now hand me your dagger, soo bald,
I’ll hold it high and rift it deep,
And begin to feel the cold,
My eyes are shut and yet they are light,
I see the morning sun,
Through my death I was given sight,
But realized I hadn’t won,

It's a cold harsh reality...
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The Cold Harsh Reality

Contributed by corrupted_minds on Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 11:03:47 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Duplicity in it’s best form,
When the truth hurts more than the lies,
There’s nothing left for me to mourn,
It’s the end of all my cries,
Words that burn like a metal fist,
Scar even the strongest steel,
Lusted to bring the blade to my wrist,
That my numb body would finally feel,
Confession of a lonely heart,
Rumors fill my wounds with salt,
Taints and flaws are my own body art,
Corrupted thoughts are my own fault,
To suicide would be to run,
A coward, I always knew,
But a suicide would be more fun,
Cos when it’s through then it’s through,
Let Nirvana run through my vein,
So my heart can feel at home,
So I can sense an aesthetic pain,
And for once not feel alone,
Blood, always been a treat,
Loved being un-conscience on the ground,
Not being able to rise to my feet,
Just bleeding to be found,
Take my clothes, still warm, to keep,
Now hand me your dagger, soo bald,
I’ll hold it high and rift it deep,
And begin to feel the cold,
My eyes are shut and yet they are light,
I see the morning sun,
Through my death I was given sight,
But realized I hadn’t won,

It's a cold harsh reality...




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Re: The Cold Harsh Reality (User Rating: 1 )
by monophobic on Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 11:11:43 PM AEST
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i have been a fan of your poems and i think ur really talented. i love the depth i see in your poems and how personal they are. i have never seen you and but from reading the poems to me, you seem like a beautiful person and i hope noone ever makes u feel like you aren't. hang in there


Re: The Cold Harsh Reality (User Rating: 1 )
by Hakiokusaken on Monday, 6th September 2004 @ 12:09:10 AM AEST
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Exellent, I think this poem was written beautifully. I also would have to agree with the comment before mine, I couldn't have said it better myself. Be strong and keep it up.

HAKIOKUSAKEN


Re: The Cold Harsh Reality (User Rating: 1 )
by Dizza_13 on Monday, 6th September 2004 @ 12:58:43 AM AEST
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very well written, there is much truth to this. It is a
"Cold Harsh Reality"

love always, dizza
xoxoxoxox


Re: The Cold Harsh Reality (User Rating: 1 )
by Kindredblood_dragon on Monday, 6th September 2004 @ 09:13:39 AM AEST
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Your poetry has always drawn me to read, and this is no different, it flows, and roars with emotions, the images you paint are very vivid, I can see that you tried to win true, in your form of happiness, but either way it is all good, for you have catured many minds with your awesome way of writting.
Thanks for sharing and keep em coming.

Take cares always

Kindragon


Re: The Cold Harsh Reality (User Rating: 1 )
by AspenGlow on Monday, 6th September 2004 @ 11:08:33 AM AEST
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A very good write, but have never thought of taking my knife to my self......ah but to some others......the thoughts of such slashes...but oh well..those are what dark dreams are made of.


Thank you for sharing.


Re: The Cold Harsh Reality (User Rating: 1 )
by Spazzo on Friday, 10th September 2004 @ 08:28:51 PM AEST
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This is a great write. You have some really great talents. I have been there myeself.




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