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Musings For a Wounded Mind

I drop onto the cold bed-
My fears are laid to rest
You find yourself in my hate list
For many months again

Why is love your heroin mix
That keeps you a living demon?
One of many, you are ruled by your dick
From your riding to your breathing

Hanging on disaster
daily it makes you stronger
Find yourself a creative filler
While I find creative ways to stand

Author notes

Doesn't  have anything to do with me or the person I'm currently dating. Or really, anyone else for that matter.
Written October 7th, 2006

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  • Arovell
    January 30, 2007

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    This is really good! It's been so long since I've read anything you've written, I'd forgotten whether or not you're really good.
    I really like the lines
    "Why is love your heroin mix
    That keeps you a living demon?"
    I think that's the strength of the poem. The use of the word "dick" isn't something I'd be brave enough to do. It catches attention.
    Keep writing! ~Arovell


  • CatastropheWaitress
    November 15, 2006
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    turd.

  • fasterthanU
    October 27, 2006
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    haha, you said dick!!


  • requiempoet gold member
    October 7, 2006
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    DUDE!!! EMILY ROSITA YOU'RE WRITING AGAIN!! Freakin' fabulous! It's just words on a page? no hidden meaning? wicked!!
    Love you Em head!!

    Rosita