bruised

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  • Forgiveness

    bruised
    Bruised and broke her. He struggled closer. Then he stole her. Violate wrists and then her ankles. Silent Pain. Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams.
    Monster.

    I never thought that you could break me apart
    I keep a sinister smile and a hold of my heart

    so I am having a rough couple of weeks not to mention so depressing because I have nothing to do which is probably why I am posting.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    zulekapaki’s Poems (18)

    Title Comments Submitted
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    if noboby love me 0 03/05/2009
    i cant belive this 0 03/05/2009
    teddys dont hug back 0 03/05/2009
    bruised 0 03/05/2009
    hate 0 03/05/2009
    remember 0 03/05/2009
    sometimes 0 03/05/2009
    dont be afriad 0 03/05/2009
    story 0 02/02/2009
    I know you're coming for the people like me 0 02/02/2009
    I miss that part when we moved forward 0 02/02/2009
    what to do with out you 0 02/02/2009
    no one here 0 02/02/2009
    whats love with out hate? 0 02/02/2009
    i follow my dreams don't label me 0 02/02/2009
    How could we lose sight of what matters most 0 02/02/2009
    im lost in a world that does not want me 0 02/02/2009
    when words fail music speaks 1 02/02/2009
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