I can feel the pain escalating
Skin is getting thinner
Letting more in so it can cling
I become it's dinner
Fill your face
Come on now, I know you love that taste
Of the sweet sorrow that you endow
Now slaughter me like a cow
My message gets caught in the fire
Lit by the scorching thoughts
Thoughts of death, despair, desire
Now watch hope as it rots.
Now cling like obsession
Like the tick on the arm
And suck all other thoughts away like depression
I guess being full of tears is my profession.
- Casey Greene
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Written November 20th, 2005
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God if I keep on reading these poems I'm going to cry...so many sad poems!!! But this one is sad in a good way.
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this is very good, i liked iT! good luck in the contest!
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This is deep . . . and one of the darkest I've read in this contest . . . I was hoping for dark writes!
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This Is A Very Moving Dark Write. I'm Happy You Entered Because This Seems Like Real Talent! Best Of Luck! -Rachel
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OoOo ... this was awesome, like disturded-soul said ... WOW! I really like you sense of ryhme. Nice flow to it too. Thnx for entering my contest (i enjoy..ed)
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