My poem "Loving Death"

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Slayer_Patches
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My poem "Loving Death"

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Okay, before I post this I want to say some things first.
This is a brand spaken new poem I just made today.
I'm sure I need to do some editing but hey, I figured I'd put it here first.
I'm open to suggestions about the title. It was not really something thought out.
so yea, enjoy.

Loving Death

It's all over.
I can't take the pain anymore.
I need to ease the pain.

The blade on my skin feels so nice.
The feel of the blood running down my arm.
I hope I didn't cut too deep.

I feel so alone.
Don't leave me baby.
I miss her so much.

She tore my heart out and spat on it.
She told me my mind was wicked.
Maybe she is right.

Maybe I should end this twisted world called mine.
My love for her will never die.
But from the puddle of blood beside me I'd say I don't have much longer.

I can see her glowing eyes in the sunlight.
Her skin was so soft.
The way she would lick her lips every time she wanted me to kiss her.

I will miss her so very much.
I can't feel the pain anymore.
I feel nothing. Something I have longed for a while.

Blood keeps pouring out of my sliced wrists.
My eyes keep getting harder and harder to keep open.
Goodbye my love, see you on the other side.
I'm dangerous. I hurt people. but I don't mean to. I love her. But I don't. Does she love me?

A_Terran_Pirate
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Re: My poem "Loving Death"

Post by A_Terran_Pirate »

Slayer_Patches wrote:Okay, before I post this I want to say some things first.
This is a brand spaken new poem I just made today.
I'm sure I need to do some editing but hey, I figured I'd put it here first.
I'm open to suggestions about the title. It was not really something thought out.
so yea, enjoy.

Loving Death

It's all over.
I can't take the pain anymore.
I need to ease the pain.

The blade on my skin feels so nice.
The feel of the blood running down my arm.
I hope I didn't cut too deep.

I feel so alone.
Don't leave me baby.
I miss her so much.

She tore my heart out and spat on it.
She told me my mind was wicked.
Maybe she is right.

Maybe I should end this twisted world called mine.
My love for her will never die.
But from the puddle of blood beside me I'd say I don't have much longer.

I can see her glowing eyes in the sunlight.
Her skin was so soft.
The way she would lick her lips every time she wanted me to kiss her.

I will miss her so very much.
I can't feel the pain anymore.
I feel nothing. Something I have longed for a while.

Blood keeps pouring out of my sliced wrists.
My eyes keep getting harder and harder to keep open.
Goodbye my love, see you on the other side.
Wierd, On Vactula I should've told Remix to read this poem to Jesika, a West Vactulan Female whom 2 Annoying West Vactulan males want her.South Vactulans talk Gangsta and Black, While East Vactulans talk more White.
Pirate is my Dream,
Terran is my Team.

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Re: My poem "Loving Death"

Post by A_Terran_Pirate »

A_Terran_Pirate wrote:
Slayer_Patches wrote:Okay, before I post this I want to say some things first.
This is a brand spaken new poem I just made today.
I'm sure I need to do some editing but hey, I figured I'd put it here first.
I'm open to suggestions about the title. It was not really something thought out.
so yea, enjoy.

Loving Death

It's all over.
I can't take the pain anymore.
I need to ease the pain.

The blade on my skin feels so nice.
The feel of the blood running down my arm.
I hope I didn't cut too deep.

I feel so alone.
Don't leave me baby.
I miss her so much.

She tore my heart out and spat on it.
She told me my mind was wicked.
Maybe she is right.

Maybe I should end this twisted world called mine.
My love for her will never die.
But from the puddle of blood beside me I'd say I don't have much longer.

I can see her glowing eyes in the sunlight.
Her skin was so soft.
The way she would lick her lips every time she wanted me to kiss her.

I will miss her so very much.
I can't feel the pain anymore.
I feel nothing. Something I have longed for a while.

Blood keeps pouring out of my sliced wrists.
My eyes keep getting harder and harder to keep open.
Goodbye my love, see you on the other side.
Wierd, On Vactula I should've told Remix to read this poem to Jesika, a West Vactulan Female whom He likes.South Vactulans talk Gangsta and Black, While East Vactulans talk more White and West Vactulans talk abit like British.
Pirate is my Dream,
Terran is my Team.

vincent285
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Niceeee

Post by vincent285 »

nice poetry Slayer ;)

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