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Array ( [sid] => 68975 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => reality [time] => 2004-10-26 19:19:11 [hometext] => [bodytext] => The influence of the night speaks to me,
not in gentle little angel of darkness whispers,
but with a sledgehammer right to my heart.

Drowning in the rush, I can’t breathe,
a pool of tears collects in my hands,
hold them, they represent all that’s wrong with me
Despair gives way to anger and my mind’s new home
is painted in crimson, blood,
a red room filled with hate where denial resides.

But despair is only impersonating anger
and the anguish of this tired life returns,
weighing me down once again with self imposed shackles.

Cover my face with my hands and inflict pain to numb,
How the hell did I end up this way?
I will try, run, pretend till the day I die, but this is all a part of me. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 13 [informant] => serena [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

reality

Contributed by serena on Tuesday, 26th October 2004 @ 07:19:11 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

The influence of the night speaks to me,
not in gentle little angel of darkness whispers,
but with a sledgehammer right to my heart.

Drowning in the rush, I can’t breathe,
a pool of tears collects in my hands,
hold them, they represent all that’s wrong with me
Despair gives way to anger and my mind’s new home
is painted in crimson, blood,
a red room filled with hate where denial resides.

But despair is only impersonating anger
and the anguish of this tired life returns,
weighing me down once again with self imposed shackles.

Cover my face with my hands and inflict pain to numb,
How the hell did I end up this way?
I will try, run, pretend till the day I die, but this is all a part of me.

Copyright Â© serena ... [ 2004-10-26 19:19:11]
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Re: reality (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 26th October 2004 @ 07:31:32 PM AEST
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very well felt. nicly done

Re: reality (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Tuesday, 26th October 2004 @ 08:00:12 PM AEST
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A bit sad but awesomely written. Good work.
luv, huggs, smiles,
emy
We all are jus who we are by the grace of God.

Re: reality (User Rating: 1 )
by CrimsonTears on Tuesday, 26th October 2004 @ 08:48:43 PM AEST
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ver nice... i can relate in a way...great job

Lots of Love
CrimsonTears

Re: reality (User Rating: 1 )
by Gothchyk on Tuesday, 26th October 2004 @ 11:04:20 PM AEST
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Tears can represent a lot, you choose one of them and it fits perfectly. Great job.

Re: reality (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Wednesday, 27th October 2004 @ 04:47:44 AM AEST
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awesome!

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