|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
No Title-2
Contributed by
HumGirl18
on
Thursday, 28th November 2002 @ 07:30:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
|
Finger prints on the glass
blood dried still stays
You were there
And standing all alone
Red hands hang at your sides
You swear it wasn't you this time
You always hide from
What you know is reality
Protect yourself from
Your own two hands
You won't ever come clean
The last embrace
Brings tears to your heart
You knew it wouldn't work
Make it quick
Don't let her last
Taste the blood and run
Fall away from society
While they forget your face
Come back a shining star
You always were a star
And they all knew your fame
You can't escape society
It's all right there
All in your face
Copyright ©
HumGirl18
... [
2002-11-28 07:30:00]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: No Title-2
(User Rating: 1 )
by wyrd_faerie on
Friday, 29th November 2002 @ 05:17:44 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| wow...i really love your poetry |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
