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Lack of Knowledge
Contributed by
allforyou
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Tuesday, 1st February 2005 @ 09:59:16 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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Time slowly ticks away,
as I stand still.
Stuck in yesterday,
going downhill.
My walls stay bruised and stained,
with hate and lies.
Misused and ashamed,
of their demise.
Poisonous dreams of better days,
give me false hope.
I don't think I'm okay,
but I'll have to cope.
The flowers wither away,
the sparks go out.
Full of nothing but pain,
my tears rain down.
White padded-rooms of the insane,
used as a threat.
I'm pro for pain and go for gain,
from my blind bet.
The matter is the play,
the course of action.
How will they make gray,
my sugarcoated satisfaction.
No light glows for me today,
in dark star-dust.
I'm sick of running in this maze,
and getting crushed.
Smothered by the fire's haze,
things are unclear.
With a fist full of hate,
shattering fear.
Bickering angels suffocate,
lost in the stars.
I wish it wasn't too late,
to erase the scars.
Left behind a trail of ways,
misunderstood.
My reflection ricochets,
not as it should.
Distorted figures playing games,
in my sweet dreams.
No matter what it's all the same,
or so it seems.
Bleeding eyes make my heart race,
in fear of life.
Continuing to operate,
cause inner strife.
Beliefs to contemplate,
seek to understand.
There is no way that they can make,
a helping hand.
The icy chill of words they say,
make my skin crawl.
Reasons why to be explained,
after the fall.
Electric currents in my brain,
so bittersweet.
Just another bad day,
just a dead beat.
I'm not just a body to violate,
look into these eyes.
To learn how to appreciate,
what lies inside.
Regret has a sour taste,
undo the past.
Hurting when they betray,
a pain that lasts.
Black thoughts in a black cage,
not quite so alone.
Trapped inside, a silent rage,
trying to take hold.
Grasping thoughts to make me sane,
this is not home.
Happiness i must portray,
or turn to stone.
Screaming corruptions to degrade,
everyone else.
I'm already afraid,
don't need your stealth.
Humming as I dig my grave,
disheartened.
Star-crossed I remain,
it's how I started.
Take in and spit out fate,
not good enough.
A constant reminder to eliminate,
try to be tough.
A puddle of complaints,
roll off my tongue.
Shadows emanate,
one by one.
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allforyou
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2005-02-01 21:59:16]
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Re: Lack of Knowledge
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by dreamer_for_eternity on
Tuesday, 1st February 2005 @ 10:01:24 PM AEST
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| absolutely, positivly, great!!!!!!!!!!! I love it!!!!!!!! |
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Re: Lack of Knowledge
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by ladyfawn on
Tuesday, 1st February 2005 @ 10:06:51 PM AEST
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beautiful expression of feelings, warm welcome to ypdc:) hugs n' love nessa
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