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Array ( [sid] => 44268 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => My Fickle Fight [time] => 2004-04-22 10:57:15 [hometext] => I had to use this anger for something....tell me what you think please [bodytext] => My musicless grave
Is waiting in the darkness
It calls my name
As I attempt to sleep
With unclosed eyes
And a pounding heart

They know nothing
And they will remain clueless
As I hold to my silence

My racing blood
Creates this screen of happiness
To hide my hurt pain tears

All I can hear is my epithet crying for an answer
And my presence to fill it’s shallow tomb

How can I die without trying?
How can I erase this scar?
My expectations are laid for me
In a concrete trap that will forever contain
All my dreams and all the love
That has left me wanting

They have imprisioned me for changing
So now I speak lies of unheard motions
That conceal my transformation
As they nod in false comprehension

I am the only one who can set me free
[comments] => 1 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 6 [informant] => kayald [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
My Fickle Fight

Contributed by kayald on Thursday, 22nd April 2004 @ 10:57:15 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



My musicless grave
Is waiting in the darkness
It calls my name
As I attempt to sleep
With unclosed eyes
And a pounding heart

They know nothing
And they will remain clueless
As I hold to my silence

My racing blood
Creates this screen of happiness
To hide my hurt pain tears

All I can hear is my epithet crying for an answer
And my presence to fill it’s shallow tomb

How can I die without trying?
How can I erase this scar?
My expectations are laid for me
In a concrete trap that will forever contain
All my dreams and all the love
That has left me wanting

They have imprisioned me for changing
So now I speak lies of unheard motions
That conceal my transformation
As they nod in false comprehension

I am the only one who can set me free




Copyright © kayald ... [ 2004-04-22 10:57:15]
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Re: My Fickle Fight (User Rating: 1 )
by Remy on Thursday, 22nd April 2004 @ 01:49:49 PM AEST
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angry drivel in your thought process seems to go well in sorting your things out... i like this write, contemplative and well-composed. ;0)
~Remy~




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