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Created:
11/20 2008
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125
Category:
Anger
My Poems
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Fire and Ice |
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8
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the clown |
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4
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just another pill |
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alone again |
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3
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nothing |
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3
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mad man |
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mind on fire |
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alone again
Sitting here alone again
dreaming of the warmth of your embrace
in the cold again
aching chill in my face
wondering what..
no now I say fuck that
as the fire rises from my belly
and burning in my bones
as the cold reaches in to my chest squishing
the last of the love I had for you like the puss of a festering wound
to rid my soul of an infection I long to be released
explosions of rage and hatred searing to the surface
burning and sizzling to my face
I step into the rain frustrated as steam fills the November air
the hurt coming up again as drizzle dribbles off my chin
| On March 4th 2009 elvira2196 Said: |
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| Very good.... like this a lot! |
| On December 3rd 2008 Kdanae88 Said: |
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| i like this even more.. freeing yourself is the best taste of love.. if that makes any sense at all..
i dono.. made sense to me.. hah |


