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Array ( [sid] => 29616 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => As I Shudder and Die, there is Nothing left... [time] => 2003-12-18 00:44:17 [hometext] => *****... not again... please... not again...**** this -- why did I even... [bodytext] => As I Shudder and Die, there is Nothing left...

Free,
floating, flow
ing

Then bleeding
from the blow
ing

my flesh from my bones,
from inside me they rise
From inside me they rise

from inside you...

We are the same,
but too alike we may be...

may we be hindered
by emotions so scarred

as... this has gone to far?

mutual the feeling,
two skulls impaled
hanging limp from the spikes

of two ghosts...

and we,
locked in a kiss,

blood drips
between our lips

from pleading,
lifeless eyes.

[comments] => 1 [counter] => 266 [topic] => 48 [informant] => SensitiveSoAbused [notes] => < Edited by Mod_8 for language > [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )

As I Shudder and Die, there is Nothing left...

Contributed by SensitiveSoAbused on Thursday, 18th December 2003 @ 12:44:17 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

As I Shudder and Die, there is Nothing left...

Free,
floating, flow
ing

Then bleeding
from the blow
ing

my flesh from my bones,
from inside me they rise
From inside me they rise

from inside you...

We are the same,
but too alike we may be...

may we be hindered
by emotions so scarred

as... this has gone to far?

mutual the feeling,
two skulls impaled
hanging limp from the spikes

of two ghosts...

and we,
locked in a kiss,

blood drips
between our lips

from pleading,
lifeless eyes.

Copyright © SensitiveSoAbused ... [ 2003-12-18 00:44:17]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: As I Shudder and Die, there is Nothing left... (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 18th December 2003 @ 01:25:41 AM AEST
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this was lovely in a dark way.
two skulls impaled
hanging limp from the spikes
those 2 lines were just wow I love the seeming confusion in this poem makes for a very good tone. Hope yer feelin better soon buddy.

Bobo (joel)

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