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Every Sore Re-Opened
Contributed by
bobotheclown
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Monday, 5th January 2004 @ 12:05:23 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Please throw me in the fire
Maybe my frown will turn into a smile
I'm sick of being here,
But I am sure that's relevant by now
I here the twelve bongs of midnight
And my despair deepens
My heart has darkened with this pain
Outside it snows mirroring the coldness in my heart
Please throw me in the fire
And hearken to my call,
But the snow only blows my plea away
I'm raking at my face
As the tears mingle with the blood
Staining the perfect snow
Like I never was
Please lock me outside,
Whip me with your belt
And when I plead with you to stop
Just beat me harder
And when you come looking for me
Maybe you will see
The mark of my knees implanted in the ground
(Where I wept softly and re-opened every sore)
And my lost, wandering footsteps
Where I went in search
For something to dull the ache
And when you inevitably find me
Tie me to a post,
Cut me with your icicle hands,
Wound me with your sharp tongue,
Then beat me beyond recognition,
And then... light me on fire
And when you hear me singing with joy
You will know my spirit is ascending to heaven
And the last thing I will see is your maniacal grin in the fire
You are everything I hate, but everything I love
(You can still see your love through my blackened body)
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2004-01-05 00:05:23]
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Re: Every Sore Re-Opened
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by carebear on
Monday, 5th January 2004 @ 01:15:46 AM AEST
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*kisses his lips*
Hey babyboy,
how r u doing?Me I'm good I've read this b4 and I liked it even tho u really dont but,its writen fairly well..I miss u so much thnx for the realllly sweet email that made me smile;) ur a wonderful guy wif a dark passion for poetry n love lmao!!!But keep writen if u even need ne help at all hunni I'm here..-huggles him- thnx for postin my poem btw! ur a really wonderful dark writer with a alot of hurt and pain however I'm gonna go my best to make that go away I promise as u'll do the same for me I find it sweet.Keep smiling and stay safe stay handsome..
Much Love N' Poet Respect
Love Yer Gurl,
CareBear |
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Re: Every Sore Re-Opened
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 5th January 2004 @ 07:10:43 AM AEST
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| Hey man, I can see why carebear made you post this, it's beautiful. You have a great talent for writing, never forget that. Your poetry is amazing and I absolutely love it. This poem is just what I needed to read right now. |
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Re: Every Sore Re-Opened
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by afraid_of_fear on
Monday, 5th January 2004 @ 02:58:51 PM AEST
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This reminded me of The Shining for some mad reason, probably the imagery with snow.
I thought these lines were beautiful (yet sad):
As the tears mingle with the blood
Staining the perfect snow
Like I never was
I hope your year will be better too, joel :)
take care
char x_x_x |
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Re: Every Sore Re-Opened
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by Chanti on
Tuesday, 6th January 2004 @ 12:23:36 AM AEST
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| Beautiful as always Joel! For some reason i found it very soothing.. Great work! |
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Re: Every Sore Re-Opened
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by Cobalt on
Tuesday, 6th January 2004 @ 11:16:42 AM AEST
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Yeah, sorry that I never got back to you on this one... I loved it when I first read it and I still love it. I think this is one helluva great poem. It is so incredibly dark and masochistic and sadistic. Some of the lines just utterly blew me away and then dragged me back to this work kicking and screaming covered in my own blood while the poem just sadistically smiled at me and laughed harder the louder I screamed. It was excellent man.
'As the tears mingle with the blood
Staining the perfect snow
Like I never was'
'Please throw me in the fire
Maybe my frown will turn into a smile
I'm sick of being here,
But I am sure that's relevant by now'
Just a few of the lines I really really liked. |
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