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Array ( [sid] => 145685 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => From The Wreckage. [time] => 2008-10-13 10:25:41 [hometext] => [bodytext] => You keep me screaming
Alone inside the silence
Feinding for your affection
Like a killer craves violence
Hanging on your lack of emotion
I am destined to become a victim
Of my own sick devotion
Poisoned with the notion
That somewhere deep inside
A butterfly will fly away from the pieces that have died
That somehow my broken heart will still beat
I am just one lonely soul hanging on my faith
Like the lonely rose that grew from concrete
Standing in a world all my own
I'm bleeding ice from all the coldness you've shown
And the rest is just air
Deep breaths of fresh despair
Blank stares and broken love affairs
Photos and poems
Lined up like graveyards
Remind me of the places I've been
I need a distraction
A reckless reaction
Anything to save me from the state that I'm in
I'm trying to crawl out of my own skin
Anything to reach you
With no goodbye
You dressed yourself up to become the lonely tear in my eye
And eventhough this heart is completely shattered
I still believe somehow....this butterfly will fly.
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From The Wreckage.

Contributed by bleedthelove on Monday, 13th October 2008 @ 10:25:41 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



You keep me screaming
Alone inside the silence
Feinding for your affection
Like a killer craves violence
Hanging on your lack of emotion
I am destined to become a victim
Of my own sick devotion
Poisoned with the notion
That somewhere deep inside
A butterfly will fly away from the pieces that have died
That somehow my broken heart will still beat
I am just one lonely soul hanging on my faith
Like the lonely rose that grew from concrete
Standing in a world all my own
I'm bleeding ice from all the coldness you've shown
And the rest is just air
Deep breaths of fresh despair
Blank stares and broken love affairs
Photos and poems
Lined up like graveyards
Remind me of the places I've been
I need a distraction
A reckless reaction
Anything to save me from the state that I'm in
I'm trying to crawl out of my own skin
Anything to reach you
With no goodbye
You dressed yourself up to become the lonely tear in my eye
And eventhough this heart is completely shattered
I still believe somehow....this butterfly will fly.




Copyright © bleedthelove ... [ 2008-10-13 10:25:41]
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Re: From The Wreckage. (User Rating: 1 )
by Ambivalence on Saturday, 8th August 2009 @ 01:23:01 AM AEST
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great vivid details of ur emotions

"I'm bleeding ice from all the
coldness you've shown
And the rest is just air
Deep breaths of fresh despair"

my favorite part,
this wat i call ingenious...

take care,

-K.Z.




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