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a bleeding heart

I love you,ah yes,those words are sweet to me And if you only whisper them,all is as it should be But something tells me its all a dim facade Down this grim and musty love lorn trail i've trod Before it was painful and after the same I sigh,my ability to love has been permanently maimed I clutch at my heart, now out of my chest It turns cold and dark, cause bleeding it out is what i do best Why should i not? a heart cold and dead is safe from the worst A plump,flowing,and folly one is forever cu… Continue

Added by marie on October 24, 2009 at 4:37am — No Comments

Tomb stone written by me

Tomb stone i'm entranced by your gaze;i dont know what to do as i look at your face i start to hate you you cold heartless thing will never do her justice if theres one thing your sad story lost its this her eyes were of rainbows, her smile the sun no longer my other, no longer my one with her we felt safe, and life was content but its now lost its meaning; for what is it ment? her soul was that of an angel, her heart had wings to soar little did i know she would fly till i saw her no more… Continue

Added by marie on April 17, 2009 at 1:52am — No Comments

scares of my hate

the door was open, the gate was wide and yet my fire burned deep inside blinded i followed the old cobbled road the reasons i hate you are still left untold i lurk in the shadow, i scream in the dark a dagger i hold; your heart is my mark i raise my hand high to do my deed i savor the stroke of lighting speed your body falls dead upon the cobble i walk away and forget the trouble i walk away, im pleased in my stride i gaze at my hand with a calmness and pride but as i stroll i see there a… Continue

Added by marie on April 17, 2009 at 1:49am — 2 Comments

Sonnet # 30 William Shakespear

i love this sonnet very dearly because, when thought about carefully, i believe that all can relate...i find that some times other people have a way of putting my exact thoughts into words in ways that i couldn't have done myself... When to the sessions of sweet silent thought, I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: Then can i drown an eye(unused to flow) For precious friends hid in death's dateless nig… Continue

Added by marie on April 15, 2009 at 9:00pm — No Comments

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