Array ( [sid] => 112395 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => blank [time] => 2006-01-01 16:27:23 [hometext] => i dont know... not my greatest............ [bodytext] => some names are meant to be strictly whispered you slowly said to me

while caressing my chin, you asked me what i expected to be?

and all the silence came flooding between us to rip me to shreds

there goes your finger again across my cheeck

as im spread out across your bed

working its way towards the drop of emotion headed for my pursed lips

and to keep from overflowing, i try to mainly concentrate on the feeling of your fingertips

im asking myself how i could have fallen for this nasty Trick

and one by one the the reasons appear like pictures in my Thick head

and visible are razor blades, as you eagerly wander towards spread legs, blood stains that never fade... on the center of all my shirts

here ive learned the truth Infact Truly Hurts.

so heres to you the bearer of my blatenly obvious bad news

******* fall beneath my eyes, before you decide its mine tonite you'll use.

if only my heart was hollow
if only my eyes were shallow. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Johndoe [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry ) Your Poetry Dot Com - blank


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Date: Sunday, 1st January 2006 @ 04:27:23 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Johndoe
some names are meant to be strictly whispered you slowly said to me

while caressing my chin, you asked me what i expected to be?

and all the silence came flooding between us to rip me to shreds

there goes your finger again across my cheeck

as im spread out across your bed

working its way towards the drop of emotion headed for my pursed lips

and to keep from overflowing, i try to mainly concentrate on the feeling of your fingertips

im asking myself how i could have fallen for this nasty Trick

and one by one the the reasons appear like pictures in my Thick head

and visible are razor blades, as you eagerly wander towards spread legs, blood stains that never fade... on the center of all my shirts

here ive learned the truth Infact Truly Hurts.

so heres to you the bearer of my blatenly obvious bad news

******* fall beneath my eyes, before you decide its mine tonite you'll use.

if only my heart was hollow
if only my eyes were shallow.

This poem is Copyright © Johndoe


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