Heaven Emo Poems

You mean so much to me you make me melt inside

Like a popsicle on that you melt my heart on time 

I really do love...

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Today is the day 
The day I die 
To go to heaven 
Where angels lie

Sleeping away an eternity, 
While I stand here wondering 
Why am...

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Ghosts in Gray Rains.
All along the rain swept street
Crowed With Ghosts of Lost Sovereign thoughts.
Shadows are carved hard, 
sharp by
Neon Bars. 
My mind wanders in...

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Act Eight, Chapter One. Part One
                Part of a Grander...

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In halls of idol wind
Ribbons of rain
Ribbons of pain
Ribbons of the insane
Flying down the avenues 
Hands clutching the wheel
Eyes blur as my mind swims…
of my...

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The miracle is restoring
joy.

Sometimes this means bringing back the dead,
Opening the eyes of the blind,
Restoring limbs,
and so on,
but these are just means to a Greater...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Dearly beloved  those gone but not forgotten  masqueraded in blood and  gore  wrists slit themselves in protest they were being optimistic....

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With wings as black as night, what death holds sway
By powers strong and ancient, death’s favored creature
Spirits burst to song at the Morrigan’s passing
With dark...

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there came up from the projects a Brooklyn youth
holding anger in his eyes he came at a big surprise
with two turn tables with a mic...

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I used a blunt knife,
firmly carved against that throbbing piece
Joy danced in agony. Oh, soothing metallic nectar!
An undeniably addictive taste. One so costly as a...

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No rains have wept
as i have wept
No sky as dark with sadness
as my heart...
Woeful whipping black raindrops
Pouring from my soul

Blacker than a raven's coat
Ice cold...

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I ascend upto the sun
And bathe in light amidst the darkness
Around me, the stars;
But shining none
Fervid feels and freezing soul.

Floating adrift, shackles apart, afar.
Source?
Destination?
I'm truly...

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The Old Stones and the Finch

Gravestones are made of granite;
I guess to hide the dirt, 
so people don't have to come as much
to clean them....

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…And one day I realize
I’m in love with those eyes
those deep eyes like oceans
to which I want to ask million questions
I tortured myself not to...

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