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Array ( [sid] => 99084 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => the uncaring soul [time] => 2005-06-23 12:32:57 [hometext] => [bodytext] => ungratefull, selfish, pitifull, and morbid
these are characteristics we all forbid
but striving deeper to achieve individuality
coming closer to invade spirituality
seething how with rage quite unpure
something anger management cant cure
cracks in the wall, my hands bleeding
like cancerous cells upon me , feeding
it takes over me silently, i lose my mind
creating no bliss for the selfish and unkind
but torment them not, i wouldnt care
invisible to me like an ant in my hair
but kill it none the less, fading the choice
becoming unconcious, i still hear your voice
the voice i hate the voice i despise
speak nothing but your dieing cries
die with the ant once in my hair
die with it now i wouldnt care

i hate you and you know it
something in me, i wouldnt show it
to you, i have no fear
cause you arent ever here

you just forget about me and i hate
all that you are and what you create
and how you wish i would forgive
no way, never, not as long as i live

and here i am screaming in my head
of hate that once was love, now dead

and all the times you said you did care
but here, im waiting, you still arent there

and i knew it would happen, im not good enough
still waiting here, waiting for you to give me back my love
so give it back you jerk, like a spider with 8 legs
unknown creature to me, unearth me, DIG!!

i hate you and ill never forget
something in me now YOU regret
but dont tell me your sorry just leave me be
never again, i want your horrid face unseen
dont speak of the sorrow that overshadowed mine
i wont tolerate or bear it this time
so just ditch me on the street and leave me there
cause i know that these words wont make you care

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the uncaring soul

Contributed by hardrocker15198916 on Thursday, 23rd June 2005 @ 12:32:57 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



ungratefull, selfish, pitifull, and morbid
these are characteristics we all forbid
but striving deeper to achieve individuality
coming closer to invade spirituality
seething how with rage quite unpure
something anger management cant cure
cracks in the wall, my hands bleeding
like cancerous cells upon me , feeding
it takes over me silently, i lose my mind
creating no bliss for the selfish and unkind
but torment them not, i wouldnt care
invisible to me like an ant in my hair
but kill it none the less, fading the choice
becoming unconcious, i still hear your voice
the voice i hate the voice i despise
speak nothing but your dieing cries
die with the ant once in my hair
die with it now i wouldnt care

i hate you and you know it
something in me, i wouldnt show it
to you, i have no fear
cause you arent ever here

you just forget about me and i hate
all that you are and what you create
and how you wish i would forgive
no way, never, not as long as i live

and here i am screaming in my head
of hate that once was love, now dead

and all the times you said you did care
but here, im waiting, you still arent there

and i knew it would happen, im not good enough
still waiting here, waiting for you to give me back my love
so give it back you jerk, like a spider with 8 legs
unknown creature to me, unearth me, DIG!!

i hate you and ill never forget
something in me now YOU regret
but dont tell me your sorry just leave me be
never again, i want your horrid face unseen
dont speak of the sorrow that overshadowed mine
i wont tolerate or bear it this time
so just ditch me on the street and leave me there
cause i know that these words wont make you care





Copyright © hardrocker15198916 ... [ 2005-06-23 12:32:57]
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Re: the uncaring soul (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Thursday, 23rd June 2005 @ 12:56:37 PM AEST
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Good job, and yes; I could feel the anger!! This had great flow and the wording was like a jab in the gut...Well done. I can relate to this quite well!!
Scorp.


Re: the uncaring soul (User Rating: 1 )
by Maciej on Monday, 27th February 2006 @ 08:56:01 PM AEST
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good read and good rhyme scheme you make the simple words work




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