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sucicidal passion

Contributed by midian on Wednesday, 29th January 2003 @ 02:15:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



The tears so fragrent like the smell of pure white roses,
alone and dying the pain never breaks,
although strange it never seemed to start,
untill i was broken abused and tormented,
i couldnt see what blinded me with pretenciousness,
my own perceptions how strange this was,
to find i had been the one who hadnt lived,
that i had been the one to die,
condemmed to an eternal hatered of man,
and condemmed never to be loved again,
is this whats meant for me?
to live a life without ever knowing love as i once did
without knowing love from her
this is no life, this is dammnation,
a dammnation which hast nothing to take
for i sold my soul to lucifer
in return for one sweet kiss from her,
i cannot say i hath lived
for it seems that i have not
but i can say that she who has tempted me
and tormented me for all these years
hast been the one to set me free
free from the pain
free from the anguish
and free from the life that i never began to live...




Copyright © midian ... [ 2003-01-29 02:15:00]
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Re: sucicidal passion (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Tuesday, 4th February 2003 @ 09:52:28 PM AEST
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Lol for some reason I found this very inspiring. Often suicidal, dark, depressing poems are often over looked, but are the best type of poems as is the case hear. This was awesome I wish more ppl would have cared to read and comment. Thanx for putting your heart into this.

Bobo (Joel)


Re: sucicidal passion (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Thursday, 30th December 2004 @ 10:11:53 PM AEST
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fantastic write. but i think i rather like your rhyming poems a lot more, if you didnt notice. =] everything has a price, but is the price worth paying some times when we look in retrospect?




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