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so yea, here is most of my poetry....WARNING: mostly about death and killing......i am just a tid bit morbid sometimes


Illusionary Feelings

How is love divine when al it does is cause heartbreak?
They take you, they leave you.
Lather, Rinse, Repeat.
Jelousy pops up occasionally.
That little green monster clinging to your back.
If love is divine than Hell is a vacationing spot.
This may seem sour, optimistic call it what you want.
If feelings were meant to be kept inside, then why have them.
If anything, love is not a feeling but, an illusion.

Beautious Death

One pull of the trigger is all that could end your life.
Quick and painless.
Over in less than 3 seconds.
Or you could just go to sleep.
Pop a couple more Asprins than ever needed.
Or you could go the painful way.
Slits of the wrisits.
Across the street or down the road.
Watching the dark red, ozzing blood bubble upon your fair hued skin.
Beautious death.
Could never come quick enough.

Bloody Murder

Her skin is like porcelin. Fair and pale.
A slight mysterious smile carved into her face.
Blood dripping down upon her dress and splattered across her body.
Her hands gripped tightly upon this handle of an axe.
Bodies sprawled across the ground upon her feet.
Could she have done all this?
She smiles at the memories of the screams.
Screams of terror. Screams of pain.
Screams as the sharp, cold metal sliced through their limbs.
A Painful and Bloody death.

see......this poem i wrote about onme of my exbestfriends who slept with my boyfriend while we were dating...so yea....

B.i.t.c.h. S.l.u.t. Whore.
All names that you shouldn't try to gain.
Usually, that means that you have purposely tried to hurt someone.
Sometimes, you hurt people you don't know.
Sometimes, you hurt people you do know.
When you hurt your friends though, you know something is wrong with you.
When you sleep with your bestfriend's boyfriend, you know something is wrong.
You legitly hurt them, and now you can't change that.
You ruin friendships and relationships.
You crush bonds and break trust.
You break hearts.
When you thought nothing of your dirty deeds, you became a b.i.t.c.h.
When you slept with people that you werent committed to, you became a s.l.u.t.
When you slept with my boyfriend, you became a whore.


Suicidal Love

you make me happy, you make me sad
you make me cry, you make me mad
but in the end i'll still love you
and sadly enough, that i did not choose
i try to hold you, kiss you, love you
but all you do is push me away
so one day i laid down on my bed
and took a knife from where i tread
in the morning, what they found,
was that knife thrown upon the ground
then there i laid upon the bed
with what some people might have dread
bloody words carved into this stomach of mine
read by only one who is so divine
"i loved you so much, couldn't you see?
this is what has become of me."


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i want you to go away and disappear
pretend that you were never there
forget that you took my heart right out of my chest
i thought you were better than the rest
but silly me must learn first hand
there are no differences from man to man
they all think with their dicks and run after chicks
but hey! we all cant be perfect
now as a result of your foolish ways
you shall go and have no say
i cast you off to neverland
and there you will stay for the rest of your days
until you think to change your ways

you're just like them.
you know that, right?
you look the same, dress the same, look the same and even think the same.
it makes me cringe just thinking about it.
you are just another one of those mindless clones.
you're programmed down to every last hair flip and giggle.
if it weren't for them, you'd be nothing.
just like me.
you'd spend your life at the mall doing nothing.
maybe watching kids master the art of ddr if you are privledged enough.
they dance infront of all the ooing and ahhing people.
enchanted by their moves.
but i just sit and watch.
oblivious to all things around me.
but still, that doesn't change the fact that you are not like me.
you're somebody, i'm not....

Those were all really good!! Keep up the good work!!

thanks

Write more please!

Originally posted by silentsuicide16
Illusionary Feelings

How is love divine when al it does is cause heartbreak?
They take you, they leave you.
Lather, Rinse, Repeat.
Jelousy pops up occasionally.
That little green monster clinging to your back.
If love is divine than Hell is a vacationing spot.
This may seem sour, optimistic call it what you want.
If feelings were meant to be kept inside, then why have them.
If anything, love is not a feeling but, an illusion.

Apart from needing some editing, I like this one. It deals with a common theme and thought, but your structure is fresh and I can recognise echoes from the Romantics. Have you been reading any Keats recently?

I love Beautious Death and Bloody Murder. There so good. Nicely done.