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Written October 24, 2006
Contributed by
blck_as_ur_soul
on
Sunday, 19th November 2006 @ 10:46:29 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Love is
A rotting, grim perception,
Of fearing loneliness.
It chews its way to your heart,
Leaving nothing but a trail of pain.
It creeps deep under your skin,
The scars will tell the stories.
To love is to feel pain,
Constantly grasping its cold, fearless hand,
Over your helpless, lusting heart.
Scratching away at the cuts and burns,
To make you bleed, to make you love again.
But once the bleeding blurs,
The curtain of lust covers your sight.
Now its alright-
Now you can cry.
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2006-11-19 22:46:29]
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Re: Written October 24, 2006
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by sarahdanielle on
Monday, 20th November 2006 @ 01:08:42 AM AEST
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| wow. very intense. you should consider giving your poetry a title. i almost skipped right over it, but something made me open it up and im glad i did. it gave me goosebumps |
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