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Array ( [sid] => 108654 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => glance from dead eyes [time] => 2005-10-28 16:41:08 [hometext] => [bodytext] => what can I do
to erase these memories?
I've tried alcohol
but when the morning comes
I still remember
that look you gave me
from across the room
after I shared my bed

I just want to forget
Its not you
its not me
I cant put my finger on it
wash away my past

I cant forget
that look
I know that in the back
of my head
that I meant nothing
but that look
tells me differently
how can one look
screw me up like this?

Those eyes
just kill me
they put a knife
straight through my heart
its like holding on
to a razor blade
til blood pours
from my hand

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glance from dead eyes

Contributed by emokid on Friday, 28th October 2005 @ 04:41:08 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



what can I do
to erase these memories?
I've tried alcohol
but when the morning comes
I still remember
that look you gave me
from across the room
after I shared my bed

I just want to forget
Its not you
its not me
I cant put my finger on it
wash away my past

I cant forget
that look
I know that in the back
of my head
that I meant nothing
but that look
tells me differently
how can one look
screw me up like this?

Those eyes
just kill me
they put a knife
straight through my heart
its like holding on
to a razor blade
til blood pours
from my hand





Copyright © emokid ... [ 2005-10-28 16:41:08]
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Re: glance from dead eyes (User Rating: 1 )
by flamingblade on Friday, 28th October 2005 @ 06:57:21 PM AEST
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OMG! so emotional and still cold at the same time.I love it.i can totally relate.!!!


Re: glance from dead eyes (User Rating: 1 )
by ChibiMiroku on Friday, 28th October 2005 @ 11:37:37 PM AEST
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I like the emotion that really comes out of this poem. And the turn it makes at the end.
Well done!




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