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my complexion is doused
but not from tire of your unconscious weight in my arms
TAP...
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TAP...
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your hair drips a harsh
but natural colour of cardinal red
i press my face into it
hoping to find a sweeter scent in bitterness
TAP...
if you wake you'll tell me your dreams
how the pain morphed them to ultimate surrealism
if you rest longer i'll tell you again
how dreams can be just as surreal without this
i'll piece you back together with stitches of treasury
so that tomorrow when you wrench them back out with uncanny anger
you'll remember a little less of the night before
and forget a little more of tomorrow
- by UnConCeivAble |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/05/2009 |
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- Title: i will blame myself
- Artist: UnConCeivAble
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Description:
Part 1 "Like Knives": http://www.gaiaonline.com/arena/writing/poetry-and-lyrics/vote/?entry_id=101336699#title
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So Please Enjoy And Critiques Are Appreciated!
PLEASE.
No Silly Comments.
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NOTE
Yes, I Realize There Is No Appropriate Punctuation And Such EXCEPT For The Actual Spoken Words (In Italics).
This Is Purposeful For Expression.
Thanks
Kris - Date: 05/05/2009
- Tags: will blame myself selfinfliction pain
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