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Set the rythem to paranoia, set the gun to your head. pull the triger if your dumb enough to take a life. if i killed you im taking it all back now, so colors dont fade to gray embers.

Her eyes are hazy, and her body is turning frail. lips are turning blue and chapped. drink this medicine it will heal your mind, and catch you when you are falling down this endless bridge. distorted obsessions, she is walking away from me. remember all the kisses and hugs you promised me. they are now being used on him, i thought you said you would love me forever. but now the same words are streaming from your mouth like a cold river to a different man. and her memories of last nights mess are just a little different from mine. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 48 [informant] => frmpoison2static [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Her Memories

Contributed by frmpoison2static on Thursday, 12th August 2004 @ 12:45:37 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Her memories of last nights disaster are just a little different from mine. why cant you just take the blame for once. im tired of throwing out my arms and carrying all the weight. my arms are getting weak, they are beginning to fail me now. your lungs are getting heavy, this ordinary light is dimming, i finally think the guilt of all the stuff you have done to me is breathing in your heart. stones and pebbles are flying through the air, chalk and dust is marked in the pavements cracks. im just getting bored, california love is such a fool.

Set the rythem to paranoia, set the gun to your head. pull the triger if your dumb enough to take a life. if i killed you im taking it all back now, so colors dont fade to gray embers.

Her eyes are hazy, and her body is turning frail. lips are turning blue and chapped. drink this medicine it will heal your mind, and catch you when you are falling down this endless bridge. distorted obsessions, she is walking away from me. remember all the kisses and hugs you promised me. they are now being used on him, i thought you said you would love me forever. but now the same words are streaming from your mouth like a cold river to a different man. and her memories of last nights mess are just a little different from mine.




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Re: Her Memories (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Thursday, 12th August 2004 @ 12:57:04 PM AEST
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very sad and emotional write, *hugs*

well written,

pixie xx


Re: Her Memories (User Rating: 1 )
by Overstated on Thursday, 12th August 2004 @ 01:06:25 PM AEST
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nice unique style! this poem was a fresh breath of air


Re: Her Memories (User Rating: 1 )
by AsILayDying on Thursday, 12th August 2004 @ 04:55:24 PM AEST
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Very good this was one of the best I've read on this site


Re: Her Memories (User Rating: 1 )
by darkplaidbabe on Friday, 13th August 2004 @ 09:40:03 AM AEST
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beautiful poem, very unique style too. i hope you feel better . keep writing!
lovelovelove, Brynna




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