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[sid] => 38149
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Vex of Her
[time] => 2004-03-10 20:23:01
[hometext] => The fifth poem I've wrote without any real musical attachment in my head.
[bodytext] => I hit the point that one evening The windows were painted black As to shut light away from my eyes And to help me not to turn back I sat rigidly on the hearth Eyes shut but mind bleeding open The torrent of thoughts spun wildly And one made it seem broken "Her" - I thought to myself "Her" - I needed some help "She" - Should be dead in me Yet, "She" - Festered like a disease Then an idea formed in me Standing still amongst the twitches I could remove what was reminiscent And then sew up the stitches I opened my eyes and saw the bed Where we had once laid And then everything else just seemed To form a cascade Of lost joy and hope The things you used to symbolize The longer I peered at my abode The more I realized That everything was tainted All was to be spurned The ash fell onto my back As my home was vehemently burned A moment fo placidity died When I felt you on my skin My mind struck cold You were still alive within GOD! IS THERE NO ESCAPE? ARE YOU A PERMANENT CURSE? IT THOUGHT IT'D BE OVER WHEN I LAID YOU IN THE HEARSE BUT STILL YOU'RE HAUNTING ME YOU JUST WON'T LEAVE ME BE SO NOW I'M AGES PAST THE POINT OF INSANITY THERE! I FELT IT AGAIN YOU CRAWLING UNDER MY SKIN I TRIED TO STAY CALM BUT THERE'S NO PEACE - ONLY SIN ROLLING IN MY HEAD FROM A DEVIL'S HYMN NOW MY VISION'S BLURRY FROM THE KNOWLEDGE OF WHAT HAD BEEN I couldn't feel the flames As they burned me alive I only knew that is was killing Her as well inside But as I shoved my face Deeper into the pain Somehow she escaped And an angel she became [comments] => 2 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 13 [informant] => sicknivesevered [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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