February 27, 2008
My Poetry
Here's another poem just for you to read. I hope it rips at your heart and makes your flesh bleed. Watch the mascara glide gently down my face. Trace the dark circles under my eyes they've taken place. Watch my heart beat, hear my skin scream. Hold my emotions and see if you can dream. Take my life squeeze away my voice. Take what you will have, anything of your choice. The only thing I want is the only thing you can never take. My words are my own. The only thing not fake. My poetry sets me apart. My poetry sets me free. Take that away and you've just killed me .
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