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Array ( [sid] => 139537 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => As This Poem Dies. [time] => 2008-01-02 12:44:45 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Poison runs through my veins
As I bleed the love
A stain is all that remains
I am but a broken slave
Following a command
Summoning me to my grave
You clipped my wings so I can't fly
Am I but a broken angel
Falling from a blood red sky
And even if my clouds were etched with forever
Today is an epic day to die
This is my gift
This is my curse
This is a fragment of my last verse
Counting my wounds scar by scar
As of yet this is still the greatest pain by far
Let me be my own asphyxiation
From the pain I hold so dear
Leave you free of blame
In return I only ask...
You kiss the lonesone stone that will bare my name
As you step to my graveline
I am gone forever
I am a souless flight
And the greatest gift I could ask
Is to die tonight
Because you make me breathless
And my lips turn blue
And all I can offer in return
Is to give my life to you
You are an apparition
With your phantom eyes
So perfect...so telling
And I swear I can see right through you
Your smile haunts me in the kindest way
Your my eternal lovelyness
What more can I say
So as this poem dies...
This is the first in a long list
Of last goodbyes. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 272 [topic] => 61 [informant] => bleedthelove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
As This Poem Dies.

Contributed by bleedthelove on Wednesday, 2nd January 2008 @ 12:44:45 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



Poison runs through my veins
As I bleed the love
A stain is all that remains
I am but a broken slave
Following a command
Summoning me to my grave
You clipped my wings so I can't fly
Am I but a broken angel
Falling from a blood red sky
And even if my clouds were etched with forever
Today is an epic day to die
This is my gift
This is my curse
This is a fragment of my last verse
Counting my wounds scar by scar
As of yet this is still the greatest pain by far
Let me be my own asphyxiation
From the pain I hold so dear
Leave you free of blame
In return I only ask...
You kiss the lonesone stone that will bare my name
As you step to my graveline
I am gone forever
I am a souless flight
And the greatest gift I could ask
Is to die tonight
Because you make me breathless
And my lips turn blue
And all I can offer in return
Is to give my life to you
You are an apparition
With your phantom eyes
So perfect...so telling
And I swear I can see right through you
Your smile haunts me in the kindest way
Your my eternal lovelyness
What more can I say
So as this poem dies...
This is the first in a long list
Of last goodbyes.




Copyright © bleedthelove ... [ 2008-01-02 12:44:45]
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Re: As This Poem Dies. (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Wednesday, 2nd January 2008 @ 01:10:21 PM AEST
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Wonderfully written... I can relate to these
feelings more than I care to admit. Very poetic
I loved the line structure and the imagery and
just basically everything!

Joel


Re: As This Poem Dies. (User Rating: 1 )
by crazy on Wednesday, 2nd January 2008 @ 03:43:42 PM AEST
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you leave me breathless....wow...i ...man..


Re: As This Poem Dies. (User Rating: 1 )
by BornReckless on Thursday, 3rd January 2008 @ 03:18:12 AM AEST
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I have never read anything from you that was less than amazing. You are extremely gifted and crazy awesome once again this poem proves that!!




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