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great poem.

thanks!

yeah there is. im lazy

the people around me are like staples in my skin keeping me together through thick and thin their warm words stick to me a big choclate shirt draped across my pain im no better than dirt they give me undying love but I spit back everytime they lend a hand picking up my slack these are the people who...

i am falling down
life is not growing up
just freefalling through the years
so sweet our lives
how short they last
fourteen years of dropping
and im still lost
im not growing up
im just falling down
and when i reach the ground
i will look up and see sky

i couldn't think of a title...so maybe some one could help me out? vile words flow freely from your sickly mouth devouring my heart a cancer in my soul the sharp sting of tears in my eyes recalls pain that you never truly left me your words stabbed me the wound is deep yet i still feel this if only ...

yeah well....thats kinda sad..there will be some one someday. but yeah its painful. I've gone through 5 relationships in the past 6 months. its hard.
yeah great lines.lol

NEW EDIT I will never back down step away let me through or I'll kill you I will not give in never let you win you play with my heart a game of cat and mouse I will never say it again you won't hear the magic three in your ear I will not continue this hollow connection thin thread binding me I will ...

hey i really like this one. very nice on teh emotions and rhyming.
"We're over, do you feel sad?:(
If you do, then damn that makes me glad! "
love those lines, has a nice ring to it.

oh btw not all guys are like that. i would know. im a guy lol.

thanks for the comments. yes i think i might change one or two lines... i didn't work on this poem for very long. It was spur of the moment when I was sewing my jeans up. lol

Great write. still working on a title?
I can't really decide what I would name it.
lol

um...
thanks

dirt im tryin to shed you sticking like a second skin permanent filth i need to shower cleanse the pain wash this dirt away don't look at me with those druggie eyes pouring on dirt the longer you stay the pile grows larger i can't live this way leave me from your sin your oily ways wash this filth a...

Sewing

this black thread weaves through my life
unwinding from the ghostly spool
a mess I can't clean
it tangles in my hair
strangles hope that was never there
the thread shoots through the eye of the needle
and pierces me
sewing me back together
stitch by stitch