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i want to take the eyes
of all those twisted lies
and rip them out
grab handfuls of their blood
and toss it n the sky
just to have it all
rain back down on me
like a soothing calm before a storm
the silent red still keeps me warm
cut the wrists of all the living
let them seep out all their being
wait for them to fall apart
and wait for the final thought
right before
their heart does STOP
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nice poem. i am putting some poetry and comedy at http://theelvesattic.blogspot.com that is a little racy for here if you want to check it
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Posted by johnnypain1
on 2008-04-04 18:28:26
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wow, really deep
i like it, alot
it has meaning to it
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Posted by beautifullybroken333
on 2008-04-08 15:11:37
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