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Array ( [sid] => 65931 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Perfect? [time] => 2004-10-02 22:15:37 [hometext] => Probably one of my darkest poems considering im fairly happy. its alo kinda random i know [bodytext] => I promise not to cut, I promise not to cry
But only if you promise not to say goodbye
I promise not to cheat, kill or even lie
but only if i see the truth inside your eyes

I'd be the perfect corpse
theyd'all all they how peaceful
with a smile on her face
That ones genuine and that is how she died
Draped in shadowns dressed in black
finaly at peace after so long

I'd have the perfect funeral
they all cry theyd all lie
how theys love me all the time, everytime
Id be lowerd in the grown
like a nightmare crashing down
In my perfect prison id be free
far away from the plague
far away from the day
dressed in the borrowed night

Some might stan ans stare
wonder how theyd missed out
theyd all sit and glare
mutter that theyd always had theri doubts
walkin away from the perfect corpse
and its bloodless perfect end
torn away from perfection
draped in hope for no more life
run away from what you know you recognized
you cant save a broken flower
you cant sweeten wut turned sour [comments] => 5 [counter] => 198 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Vicxy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Perfect?

Contributed by Vicxy on Saturday, 2nd October 2004 @ 10:15:37 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I promise not to cut, I promise not to cry
But only if you promise not to say goodbye
I promise not to cheat, kill or even lie
but only if i see the truth inside your eyes

I'd be the perfect corpse
theyd'all all they how peaceful
with a smile on her face
That ones genuine and that is how she died
Draped in shadowns dressed in black
finaly at peace after so long

I'd have the perfect funeral
they all cry theyd all lie
how theys love me all the time, everytime
Id be lowerd in the grown
like a nightmare crashing down
In my perfect prison id be free
far away from the plague
far away from the day
dressed in the borrowed night

Some might stan ans stare
wonder how theyd missed out
theyd all sit and glare
mutter that theyd always had theri doubts
walkin away from the perfect corpse
and its bloodless perfect end
torn away from perfection
draped in hope for no more life
run away from what you know you recognized
you cant save a broken flower
you cant sweeten wut turned sour




Copyright © Vicxy ... [ 2004-10-02 22:15:37]
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Re: Perfect? (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Saturday, 2nd October 2004 @ 11:00:08 PM AEST
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fantastic write. your beginning was very good. very intriguing to see how this would turn out.


Re: Perfect? (User Rating: 1 )
by Seikjo on Saturday, 2nd October 2004 @ 11:13:41 PM AEST
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I like it, it really speaks to me and well it made me think about the kid who did sucide...about 4 others did too. Thats alot caompared to how many try to kill them self and not succed. How terrible that must be. To belive theres no hope left in the world.


Re: Perfect? (User Rating: 1 )
by Hoots on Sunday, 3rd October 2004 @ 12:42:12 AM AEST
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That was pretty good.
Krystle


Re: Perfect? (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Sunday, 3rd October 2004 @ 03:47:02 AM AEST
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omg awesome


Re: Perfect? (User Rating: 1 )
by SuicideParty on Sunday, 3rd October 2004 @ 08:09:24 PM AEST
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That was great, truly.

~Sam




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