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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You dig into my skin with your claws of distrustful disdain Why don’t you welcome the Healing rain? I promise that it will wash away the troublesome pain That bullies you to the extreme – try, darling, try to remain sane, Yet, I still feel for you…I have been driven insane By the fact that I have been left behind… I was that one insecure, sad child… Don’t give me the cold shoulder…please don’t hurt me…I know I am not your kind I am not your kind…but I am kind and mild… I was once that dense, wild, immature child, carelessly doing whatever he wanted to do… Until I met you…out of the blue, I knew you were lost and alone too… How did I know you were coming down with the love flu? We both wanted love to feel right…we wanted to be accepted…we wanted to be embraced with one-of-a-kind affection… The passions, pounding pleasurably into our mind’s tranquil eye…we didn’t know our foolishness was another form of corruption… Say goodbye to bliss that once said its vows to me...my heart is throbbing with endless fright... Strife is knitting in every verse…I lost my train of thought, feeling worthless, but that’s nothing new… My soul is crying out for your attention…there’s a hole in my contrite heart; though shame embraced me long ago, I’m still willing to search around for your other shoe… Let’s face it – you're just another abominable sin, making me feel vulnerable and downcast…are you a sheep in wolf’s clothing? The truth is becoming black and white… You were my black long hearse, Running me over with your cold-blooded ignorance… No one or anything in this wretched world ever felt much worse…baleful dilemmas start to rehearse (double doubts and abhorred avarice; but, nevertheless – there’s more grand land to explore) I was twirling around in my sugar-coated trance… I caught a glimpse at you, daydreaming relentlessly…you are a graceful gift, not a corrupt curse (that sends guilt into my numbed noggin… I’m no longer kissing the abyss; in other words, the sentiments of hopelessness doesn’t intimidate me anymore) I am cursed...a heart like mine is broken...dark angel, sorrow is not the answer...so rehearse...our exquisite love oath…we welcome the halo-shaped sun…the dazzling, astonishing auras, surrounding your body, deflating and inflating like a kid’s red balloon…
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