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from time long past.
I hold the old,
within my grasp.

..its real passion..
yet only a ration,

just one more time…
the last.

Having violent cravings means desire demands.
So I give these matters to blood red hands.

Never..has he ever..been, like another.
Please sever this whether I bleed like a lover.

The deal is done, lies are kept low,
hard part's now, dont let the guilt grow.

I played you my heart, right out of my chest,
the song was for you, no more no less.

I'm a rose white villain, I steel what is yours and..
I lose what is mine.
I am a red hearted stranger. I waste the days,
I take the time.
The song of my prediction, there is no lie,
the moments I cried my insides dry..
you could not see the shade of those tears,
they were black, blue and laced in fears.

But I do swear that never again in God's name
will I touch you.
It's not right for our lovers to have not a clue.

Never will our lips collide, never will our bodies slide.
In the way you once hated, abominated.
You know that's true dont dare you lie.

I leave you blessed and..
erotically bewildered..
I hope you sleep tight,
I hope I can sleep through this thoughtful night.

Forget those words,
these eyes.
I am nothing but a menace.
A blood sucking virus.

Don’t let me haunt you,
you won’t haunt me.
Just love her like she's something.
I'm loving him..
because he's everything.

Kiss her like no tomorrow.
Undress, with her in mind, not me.

Go to her when your full with sorrow,
She’s your love so let her be.

Hold on to what is real, I beg.
I'll see you soon, I'm sure.

It was dark, where we were led.
But difference was the cure.

It may seem obscure,

but difference was the cure.

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Curing The Difference

Contributed by deleterious_dislike on Thursday, 14th April 2005 @ 06:57:59 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

Life at reach,
from time long past.
I hold the old,
within my grasp.

..its real passion..
yet only a ration,

just one more time…
the last.

Having violent cravings means desire demands.
So I give these matters to blood red hands.

Never..has he ever..been, like another.
Please sever this whether I bleed like a lover.

The deal is done, lies are kept low,
hard part's now, dont let the guilt grow.

I played you my heart, right out of my chest,
the song was for you, no more no less.

I'm a rose white villain, I steel what is yours and..
I lose what is mine.
I am a red hearted stranger. I waste the days,
I take the time.
The song of my prediction, there is no lie,
the moments I cried my insides dry..
you could not see the shade of those tears,
they were black, blue and laced in fears.

But I do swear that never again in God's name
will I touch you.
It's not right for our lovers to have not a clue.

Never will our lips collide, never will our bodies slide.
In the way you once hated, abominated.
You know that's true dont dare you lie.

I leave you blessed and..
erotically bewildered..
I hope you sleep tight,
I hope I can sleep through this thoughtful night.

Forget those words,
these eyes.
I am nothing but a menace.
A blood sucking virus.

Don’t let me haunt you,
you won’t haunt me.
Just love her like she's something.
I'm loving him..
because he's everything.

Kiss her like no tomorrow.
Undress, with her in mind, not me.

Go to her when your full with sorrow,
She’s your love so let her be.

Hold on to what is real, I beg.
I'll see you soon, I'm sure.

It was dark, where we were led.
But difference was the cure.

It may seem obscure,

but difference was the cure.

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Re: Curing The Difference (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 14th April 2005 @ 03:42:02 PM AEST
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"you could not see the shade of those tears,
they were black, blue and laced in fears."

Wow this was amazing and terribly sad. I can
relate to this a bit, but i don't think I could ever
write it out as poetically as you have put it.
This just blew me away and I am glad I
clicked on it. Thanks for sharing this honest
piece.

Bobo (Joel)

Re: Curing The Difference (User Rating: 1 )
by Scarlett on Friday, 15th April 2005 @ 08:33:28 AM AEST
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this was amazing, it really held me, beginning to end. the rhyme, though not in a fixed structure was really effective and the meaning and emotion was evident.

"Life at reach,
from time long past.
I hold the old,
within my grasp.

..its real passion..
yet only a ration,

just one more time…
the last."

the assonence was worked well and the change of pentameter was effective to emphasise it.

the underlying theme of violence "Having violent cravings" "blood red hands" "please sever this whether i bleed like a lover" seems to stress the importance of the decision you had made to end it and the strength of the emotions involved.

there is emotion in every line of this and it is possibly one of the best of yours i had read, being that it's so different from anything of yours i've read before.

brilliant. 11/10

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