Peeling off my skin
I know what’s hidden under
Buried deep within
I feel the black thunder
Scratching at my arms
Digging through the flesh
Reaching into me
I want something fresh
I pull at my chest
Ripping of the hate
Blood on my nails
It feels so great
Peeling away each layer
I start to feel alive
As I slip beyond
Nothing to revive
Almost at my legs now
The sting has gone away
The taste of purist roses
Im dieing where I lay
All that’s left is my face
I pull away my scars
Ready to slip away
And slide among the stars…
A contest entry
- contest!!! (no rules) by nobodys-girl.
1700 points, ended July 5, 2007, 44 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Imagine a corpse with its skin lying around it in bloody heaps...
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you should be a lyricist(sp?) i love you.
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wow...the picture this poem creats is not only gross and horrible but amazing!! i love the idea of just being able to pull it all off...anyway thankyou so much for entering my contest and best of luck!
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wow this poem was absolutely breathtaking and amazing! your words were so strong,talented and emotional..the poem had a great flow to it keep writting and good luck in the contest
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thank you!
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wow....its amazing....i can't think of one way to improve it....thankyou so much for entering and best of luck.
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holy moo-moo's!!
*BRAVO!!!!* OMG, this is just.. wow! .. it left me rather breathless... and wordless... you are so talented !!!! this is a beautiful dark write my friend, very very greatly done. keep it up! i am glad to see more writings from you!
-- me
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