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When I’m not laughing, I’m filled with bitterness
When I’m not with friends, I’m seething with hatred
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss you
But you’ve injured me
My memories are like poison
Your eyes are like knives
There’s no blood
There’s no wound
But I feel the pain
And slowly, I fall
- by Theron Lykos |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/13/2010 |
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Vinny1904 - 09/20/2010
- Woah... this poem is short but really strong. 5 stars for you!
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- Crystal_onel - 09/18/2010
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i really like this smile
its really good smile
pluss shorter peoms are always better - Report As Spam
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