Screams of horror
Screams of pain
Screams of hate
in pleasure's name
Tears of blood
Tears of loss
Tears of love
in the name of lust
Words have no meaning
Feelings,
no reason
My mind always reeling,
my heart commits treason
Bound by broken chains
Playing a Devil's game
It's time to turn around,
and scream you "lover's" name
Baby turn around,
let me hear you scream my name
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I wrote it in jail, I dunno but I knida like this one XP
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I like this, but I think that it can be tinkered with.
"Words have no meaning, feelings, no reason" doesn't seem to fit the flow of this poem.
Just an opinion on the last line... I think if you space out scream my name, it would add a little emphasis on it. 'Cause when I was reading it, I kind of read it as let me here you scream my name.
And you needs to be your in the line and scream you "lover's" name.
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