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demonchild1804
12-09-2004, 11:59 AM
Desperation suffocates the soul
leaving behind void and empty hole.
Shotgun shells on the floor by the fire.
Death becomes my only desire.
Tears of blood roll down my face.
Will to live left without a trace.
Smothered by remorse, anger, and hate.
A touch of regret; too little, too late.
Consistency of loss is all that I know
drowned by emotions I'll never let show.
Smiled through the pain for all of those years,
slicing away at irrational fears.
Hiding emotions, I faked and I cried.
All alone, I wept and I cried.
Take the gun and touch my head.
Sad to know, I'm better off dead.[V]

I'll cut you just to taste you more.

dyinangelc
01-19-2005, 12:13 PM
sad sad sad poem. going to get even sadder if i read more like it.

demonchild1804
01-19-2005, 12:14 PM
most of my work is sad or morbid. sorry dude.


Then the angels come dance with me, slice me up and set me free.