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Misery & Joy
Contributed by
Uncertain_Oblivion
on
Saturday, 9th September 2006 @ 03:05:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
psychoticpoems
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Broken Glass,
Pretty.
Glistening.
Cold,
Scratchy fragments in my wrists.
Hemlock elixer,
Sweet poison to my soul...
One more swallow ought to do.
Bed of Nails,
Could it get anymore comforting?
Sharpened stake,
To cure my heart of this disease.
Crucifix?!
What the hell? I don't believe!
Bloody knife in my hand,
I thought I ditched it when last I used it?
Coffin of mine,
Awwww, my lovely bed of solace...where I dwell for eternity.
Memories of how I spent my life,
recieving pain and torture
~Rhiannon
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Re: Misery & Joy
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by LifeFadingAway on
Saturday, 9th September 2006 @ 03:48:44 PM AEST
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| I love this poem, it reminds me of thoughts I had in the past, of the life I once led |
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Re: Misery & Joy
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by deadheadpoet on
Wednesday, 20th September 2006 @ 02:21:37 PM AEST
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Excellent write, Rhiannon. Way too close to home for me. Things changed for me, life is better.....but yeah memories can eat and eat at the soul....Hang in there. You express yourself well.
Peace and hugs,
Laura |
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