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Array ( [sid] => 98474 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Selective Hearing... Selective Speech... Selective Death [time] => 2005-06-18 11:08:20 [hometext] => [bodytext] => bleeding whispers preach to me
my own self caused war
i live inside this twisted world
so alone
so cold
i overcome when i want to
and fail when i do not

my losses are my own doing
are your jesters
are our lives

praying lost its flavor
when mint chocolate chip came to be

is this what it comes to
is this where it ends
i know what will happen but i choose
to destroy the good
and inhale the bad
and ignore the obvious
and blaspheme my beliefs

just in case i forget
i never controled myself
i was either your
or evils
or something elses puppet

so im a marionette now?

im not mad...
its my own doing

we create our own lives
by the choices we make
and the worst choice you could make
is to not have a life

help yourself
dont help me
i wont help you
now you know
what its like to live alone
with yourself

so now im stapled to the wall
of memories
the ones i try to erase
but the ink has sunk so deep in the bricks
that now it stings my back...

tides may change
and time may pass
but water still drowns
and age still comes
accidents will happen
and i will not apologize
for you
when you
feel you
running into this end

omega [comments] => 2 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 48 [informant] => abnormalpunk [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Selective Hearing... Selective Speech... Selective Death

Contributed by abnormalpunk on Saturday, 18th June 2005 @ 11:08:20 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



bleeding whispers preach to me
my own self caused war
i live inside this twisted world
so alone
so cold
i overcome when i want to
and fail when i do not

my losses are my own doing
are your jesters
are our lives

praying lost its flavor
when mint chocolate chip came to be

is this what it comes to
is this where it ends
i know what will happen but i choose
to destroy the good
and inhale the bad
and ignore the obvious
and blaspheme my beliefs

just in case i forget
i never controled myself
i was either your
or evils
or something elses puppet

so im a marionette now?

im not mad...
its my own doing

we create our own lives
by the choices we make
and the worst choice you could make
is to not have a life

help yourself
dont help me
i wont help you
now you know
what its like to live alone
with yourself

so now im stapled to the wall
of memories
the ones i try to erase
but the ink has sunk so deep in the bricks
that now it stings my back...

tides may change
and time may pass
but water still drowns
and age still comes
accidents will happen
and i will not apologize
for you
when you
feel you
running into this end

omega




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Re: Selective Hearing... Selective Speech... Selective Death (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Saturday, 18th June 2005 @ 02:27:54 PM AEST
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You expressed yourself quite well in this poem. I enjoyed reading it.
Scorp.


Re: Selective Hearing... Selective Speech... Selective Death (User Rating: 1 )
by russ-dawg on Sunday, 17th July 2005 @ 02:42:20 PM AEST
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i really got a lot from this poem it was a great write !




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