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Bring the Answers

Contributed by MG_Akela22090 on Saturday, 6th May 2006 @ 06:54:30 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



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Written in stone, under the bone. Into the soul, always the answer, but hidden by emotions. Look closer, its there. Look closer into me. Im here, real as the pain of the knife cutting into your skin.
Im as real as the blood on the ground and as real as my skin on yours. And youre as fake as the lie I made to survive. Turn a blind eye and deny that Im yours.
You get what you deserve, but I cant keep from kissing you. Every time you pull me in, Im losing my body. I gave it all and I cant get you out of my head.
The smoke of the cigarette in my hand makes me forget who I am. The ice of the night numbs the pain in my limbs. Lazy smiles and dark days bring less and less pain.
A pentagram on my wrist and a bible in my hand makes me think about nothing. Beer on our breath and good times rolling. Your body on mineI could be in heaven.or one step closer to hell.
You are my reason, you are my life, and my being, but this alcohol in my hand makes me forget. Im real and right here, you can bring the answers...if youll look a little closer into me.




Copyright © MG_Akela22090 ... [ 2006-05-06 18:54:30]
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Re: Bring the Answers (User Rating: 1 )
by jay89 on Saturday, 6th May 2006 @ 07:21:29 PM AEST
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nice write i enjyed it.


Re: Bring the Answers (User Rating: 1 )
by spider on Saturday, 6th May 2006 @ 08:02:52 PM AEST
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i don't know exactly how to describe this but i'll try.
that is amazing in that it leaves me feeling hollow


Re: Bring the Answers (User Rating: 1 )
by Vampirequeen on Sunday, 7th May 2006 @ 01:25:18 AM AEST
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Hmmm very intense write.
I like it




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