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Array ( [sid] => 41241 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Monster [time] => 2004-04-01 00:45:27 [hometext] => I wrote this recently, im having some problems with this person I love. [bodytext] => Even after all you said.
I still think of your lies.
The ones that tore out my heart.
You gave me heart,
you said it was too black.
For you atleast

I tryed to take your hand,
you refused and left me for dead.
What happens to you when im dead,
will you finally be happy.
Will all of the stress and hurt leave your life.

Or will you be lonely.
Afraid to face the world.
My touch which once graced your face,
now strangles you.
I hate you.
I would wish you would die.

You think I dont feel pain.
Im only mortal.
Your words are like knifes zig-zaging between my fingers.
One miss and there gone.
Two by five.
Nine to ten.
Ones Gone.

Is this how you want me to be.
I am your creation
How does it feel to know you created me,
The Monster.
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The Monster

Contributed by Mortis-Dark on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 12:45:27 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



Even after all you said.
I still think of your lies.
The ones that tore out my heart.
You gave me heart,
you said it was too black.
For you atleast

I tryed to take your hand,
you refused and left me for dead.
What happens to you when im dead,
will you finally be happy.
Will all of the stress and hurt leave your life.

Or will you be lonely.
Afraid to face the world.
My touch which once graced your face,
now strangles you.
I hate you.
I would wish you would die.

You think I dont feel pain.
Im only mortal.
Your words are like knifes zig-zaging between my fingers.
One miss and there gone.
Two by five.
Nine to ten.
Ones Gone.

Is this how you want me to be.
I am your creation
How does it feel to know you created me,
The Monster.




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Re: The Monster (User Rating: 1 )
by ginsdance on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 02:01:16 AM AEST
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Does it help you when you vent through writing? It helps me when I get ticked off at life. Great write, but if I can make one comment other than writing styles... we create ourselves, regardless of past circumstances and past people in our lives, we make the decisions that make us who we are. If you can call yourself a monster, most likely you aren't. The true monsters are the people who never see what they do to others, or the ones that punish the helpless and the vulnerable. I hope you have a better day tomorrow. Great write.

Ginsdance


Re: The Monster (User Rating: 1 )
by xoblondiebabix3 on Saturday, 3rd April 2004 @ 01:55:44 AM AEST
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awww this is such a sad poem! but i really and truly know where your coming from whoever this is sounds pretty bad and doesnt realize the pain your going through.. i hope things work out for u:( Best wishes!
*much love*
*XXoXXoXXoXXo*


Re: The Monster (User Rating: 1 )
by STRaNGe_LiNDSeY on Sunday, 4th April 2004 @ 09:04:02 PM AEST
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another great one...wonderful, but sad.
I hope things turn out a little better for you.
But i doubt you are what you say you are.

Lindsey


Re: The Monster (User Rating: 1 )
by STRaNGe_LiNDSeY on Sunday, 4th April 2004 @ 09:04:17 PM AEST
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another great one...wonderful, but sad.
I hope things turn out a little better for you.
But i doubt you are what you say you are.

Lindsey




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