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				| ![]() Posted:     Post subject: froze in isolation |  |  
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				| .................... flesh is such a drag i finally figured out
 why i will never fit in
 if those i'm like were alive still
 they'd kill them selves again
 suicide is a short cut
 i tore my map to shreds
 then later reached a point
 where pain doesn't hurt as much
 ....................  befriending silence
 if you want a friend
 be a friend
 but they only liked my things
 they'd ask politely
 or rob me blindly
 when my foot went down
 now all i hear is silence
 i moved so far away
 where no one waves or smiles
 or remembers me passing by
 ....................... i do not want to know you
 we were just empty boxes
 the day we were born
 but we were filled with baggage
 so bulged and so torn
 we pick through the rubble
 for some thing to keep
 we find what we want
 and flee from the heap
 unroll the paper
 right after the sash
 when the last word is read
 it's thrown in the trash
 .........................bubble
 i love you so much that i let you go
 i won't try to stop you from reaching your goal
 i know you want joy and i want you to have
 but that i can't give with a heart rent in half
 you sold your sweat to fuel the machine
 but the reward is as empty as the packaging
 your joy shall entice them when you're lighter than air
 but the hands that shall catch you shall find nothing there
 ..........................the lapse of poverty
 a blanket of snow
 a sheet of ice
 tuck me in my death bed
 head stone as pillow
 annual service
 until my memory is dead
 .........................grave robber
 if it makes you happy
 just forget me
 i am just passing through
 these veins that throb
 the hearts that sob
 this blood that looks so blue
 i'm a poetry junkie
 i get high on your lows
 and if i get lucky
 it won't get yucky
 when i question the depths of your woes
 don't want you to suffer
 it does make us tougher
 much harder to penetrate
 your walls' bricks do climb
 one trauma at a time
 a tomb fit for your self fulfilled fate
 ...............someone as unique
 the hardest part of being unique
 is wanting to hold and to keep
 one who could not know you
 one who would not want you
 their love could never sink as deep
 it is another that they seek
 ................absent center
 my inner child no longer wants to play
 it grew up and moved away
 so burnt out on trial and error
 it gained resistance to the fire
 i told it not to touch the stove
 it thought it was a treasure trove
 it came out so black and hard
 even it's heart was charred
 i never wished for it to hurt
 but fate it seemed that it should burn
 and wish that i was never born
 
 
 
 Quote:			  the heights of pleasure will never surpass the depths of pain
 
 
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				|  Posted:     Post subject: :::waves sheepishly::: |  |  
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				| :::sighs::: I'm glad to see you around.  I enjoyed your words... but in a way, they were different then they were before.  Maybe I'm imagining things. 
 Good to see you.
 
 
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