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make time for me
return my kisses
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I painted a picture of you… an abstract of glistening red on your wall behind me…
Blow me away, everyday, every way… part by part until there’s nothing lef
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Could I hold your hand? My heartbroken babydoll lies scattered across your floor... so many pieces, she'll never be pretty again...
I try to make you liste
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I love the darkness
I love the light
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what color belongs to my eyes?
should they be blue?
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I won't stay here buried by our moments
lost in memory
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describe me in whispers
fall through black again
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you lie about your eyes
and say they tell me
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thy chilled feature forms bleak and misleading afflictions
which ignite mellow abundance through sweet oblivious snow
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Deliver me
I have fallen past your hands and I am blind to the sky
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I'll crawl to the moon with a broken hand
I'll cry to the sky stars sunk in sand
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what is a dream
searching through broken memories
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Involuntary spasms of chained emotions lost on a sea of guilt,
Despite the charming ways,
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if not a soul cared to hear my plea,
would I bother to scream at all?
by BevAnne
17 lines, 1 comment,
on May 10 5:41 PM 2004. In Angst
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I deserve as much as they do,
those ditzy little fucks,
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I observe their perfection,
lost in the marble gaze of a teary glass soul,
by BevAnne
30 lines, 1 comment,
on Mar 23 6:31 PM 2004. In Angst
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may I borrow a dollar
to buy a quarter
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Take a break,
Deliever me from evil,
by BevAnne
14 lines, 2 comments,
on Jan 28 9:04 PM 2004. In Angst
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Idiotic humanity trusted to keep watch over the doom of the universe,
as if they could do it better,
by BevAnne
14 lines, 2 comments,
on Jan 22 10:19 PM 2004. In Angst
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sorry no poem, just part of one of my old rants.
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In all beginings there is nothing,
and so shall be again,
by BevAnne
11 lines, 1 comment,
on Jan 18 11:28 PM 2004. In Dark
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Etched in my skull like yesterday's tomorrow,
every instant scheduled oh so carefully,
by BevAnne
14 lines, 2 comments,
on Jan 18 11:25 PM 2004. In Angst
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New souls have been recieved into the beast,
tormented glaciers crush and destory,
by BevAnne
11 lines, 1 comment,
on Jan 18 11:20 PM 2004. In Dark
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love is the tool of the devil to kill us all and burn our souls to stinking rotten ash...
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Inhumane thoughts surface when near you,
unethical practices show their faces,
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Unable to see clearly through fog so thick,
but no haze is present on such a sunny afternoon,
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Again it comes around to beat me,
it gets endless pleasure from killing me repeatedly,
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I bath in tears to wash away whatever sins may have further tarnished my sterling silver heart,
this private misconception dies tonight,
by BevAnne
14 lines, 1 comment,
on Jan 18 10:54 PM 2004. In Angst
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Go now to the depths of Hell,
bleed on mischief forever more,
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backed up and packed up,
sealed with tape and rope,
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horrible hands jointed to fingers of hate,
how fun it is to bleed,
by BevAnne
9 lines, 1 comment,
on Jan 15 3:40 PM 2004. In Angst
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Elongated toes with funk,
crusted and rusted with gunk,
by BevAnne
18 lines, 2 comments,
on Jan 9 11:05 PM 2004. In Humor
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