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No more pretty pink innocence

Contributed by Gothik_Twitch on Monday, 10th May 2004 @ 02:30:20 AM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems



Ive been put through many razor blade romances

And ive sat in my butterfly chair

My crimson blood slowly splattered

On the black marble floor

My eyes are black and crying

My arms are sore and red

I wish I could stop this razorblade smile

So I could live on



The shiny metal is reflecting its light

Telling me its ready to be used

But my arms and legs arnt

I wish I had a choice to ask for help

But my dolly dosnt answer me when I call her

People call me freak and I need some love

But all I have is my razor blade tears

That’s all I need or is it?



My butterfly chair has tipped and im screaming for help

The black splattered tile is reflecting my face

Black tears fall from my eyes as my mascara drowns

The hangman’s dreams have come to life and im hiding

Everything is going dark theres no where left to run

Im hiding my body from the evil one

Butterfly kisses and suicide

Leaving me so empty



The beast has turned pale almost like snow

Its eyes glimmer bright red and its nose flares flame

No one knows what its like to feel other peoples pain

No one else knows what I can see in other peoples eyes

The pain so unbearable I can hardly think

Suffocated lies and terrifying secrets

Everything so wrong

Its time to cry





Copyright © Gothik_Twitch ... [ 2004-05-10 02:30:20]
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Re: No more pretty pink innocence (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Monday, 10th May 2004 @ 04:55:08 AM AEST
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here you have some talent of dark poetic expression..keep writing.. venkat


Re: No more pretty pink innocence (User Rating: 1 )
by deadbloodyrose on Monday, 14th June 2004 @ 08:35:55 PM AEST
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this is a brilliant poem with so much truth in it.. if only everyone could understand these feelings.. i really looked this poem and the other ones of urs that ive read.. you're a great poet.. AMI JO


Re: No more pretty pink innocence (User Rating: 1 )
by deathdrop on Tuesday, 3rd August 2004 @ 03:32:13 AM AEST
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IT'S AN EXCELLENT POEM!!

where you've written,

"No one knows what its like to feel other peoples pain

No one else knows what I can see in other peoples eyes

The pain so unbearable I can hardly think

Suffocated lies and terrifying secrets

Everything so wrong

Its time to cry"

i think thats the best part, because it calls to me. it hold many truth's for me.
i wish those iggnorant people out there could realise it!




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