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Mark

00:17 Mar 01 2007
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You live your life in the dark,

trying to make sense of this mark,

the mark they put on you,

When you couldn't see through.

Couldn't see through the mess,

That your family has created zest.

If you need a peace of mind,

Just remember your so kind.

Kind to the people you love,

Like a single flying dove.

"Why do you cut"

To create these scars.

That you shouldn't have to hide

"Where is your pride"?

Pride of being,

That's who you are.

Not this cutting board,

But this little lost cord.

A sense of rope about to break,

Acting like you fake.

"What's wrong with you", you say

Like you say this every day.

Thinking you don't belong,

when really your wrong.

You have a purpose,

You just didn't find your path.

But you will,

if you don't kill.

Kill the one thing true to you,

and that's what you do.

You take the pain,

without thinking about the gain.

The gain you would get,

Just from being strong,

Strong about being wrong.

So please love yourself,

Without having to cut.



This poem I worte for a friend who was going through some problems. I hope you all like it as much as he did.


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Your voice in the distance

00:17 Mar 01 2007
Times Read: 558


Your voice I hear in the distance,

so gentle but yet so harsh,

calling to me ever so softly,

so anxious,

so beautiful,

so curious,

so kind.

Your voice I've heard in the distance,

But never so far away,

so long it would take me.

Just to see that face.

Just to hold you in my arms.

Your voice was once lost to me.

But now i hear it plainly,

But now i see it clearly,

Your voice no longer in the distance.

So long it has taken me.

Just to have you,

Your voice with mine.


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Clay

00:11 Mar 01 2007
Times Read: 560


He had a ball of clay,

just like any other day,

he decided to make it a bat,

Just like the stupid hats.

Then just like any other time.

He shaped it all,

Like a human skull.


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Window of Death

00:09 Mar 01 2007
Times Read: 561


The first time i saw him,

he was standing over the window of death,

Standing over the coffin of his grandfather.

He wept for he did not believe that this could happen,

They were made to live forever,

but without blood forever if just a laugh.

He turned and looked me in the eye.

Then he turned to leave.


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