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Used Goods
Contributed by
BrianHartsonPoetry
on
Friday, 11th October 2013 @ 12:24:26 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Blood in my mouth, blood in my eyes
Fill my lungs with blood & let me die
The hurt to see an angel cry
Internal lies
Others denied the truth, I expect lies
How I ever convinced you to see the beauty in how I made you bleed
Can't you see, The destructive humanistic living
Internalized, corrupted my whole being
Buried & broken, distorted, Life forever contorted
Calloused, willingness of malice
Alas this craft isn't magic, It's a lie
I am a lie.
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BrianHartsonPoetry
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2013-10-11 12:24:26]
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Re: Used Goods
(User Rating: 1 )
by dvtpdw on
Thursday, 17th October 2013 @ 07:43:40 PM AEST
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| You take truth to its dark reality, and I liked how you told the story so all could see the simplicity. Very nice write, P |
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