Passion Emo Poems

Passion with the enept 
Virtuous to respect 
All wish to expect
As I walk to the valley of my own creation 
A mist forms to hide...

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We spoke loud ripping through layers of insecurities and shadows. Unrecognizable at the reflection of what once was memories to be kept ,we weep. The...

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Darkest heart a ruddy black 
Dried blood and static
Blackest of black eyes roll in empty space
The darkest night in deepest oblivion 
Of volcanic hell frozen...

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In every effigy there is infamy...
I conceive every domain.
That is my immortal doctrine...
 I see into the shadowy corners of its facade...
  Feel its faded power...

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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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I wanted to sing... I wanted to harmonize,
I wanted to awe you with that high note.
It hurt me, I cried, when I tried...
So badly I...

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i once again in my life am trapped
couldn't break through
but either way it's lose-lose
myself, or you

for a moment in my life i wanted all of...

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My star is gone and soon shall I
to a special place where I'll no longer cry
but til that day my thoughts roam free
of glories past...

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Being born is like a desire to change the world... to enlighten the needs and it brings some 

Message from God…. And towards the humanity…

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You'll see that in time
When the skies fade to gray 
I'll be seeing you 
When you squirm away 
But baby 
You'll be writhing back one...

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With this needle and thread I stitch the wounds Avril left
but with this blade I angrily carve a new
rough, short, jagged adjacent from the bone...

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I don’t like doctrine,
It’s right before it’s considered,
Accepted upon suggestion,
Derived before it’s formed.

It’s understood without hesitation,
Passioned by cold-hearted teens,
Prized by the biblical loner,
Whilst being upheld...

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A loss of ambition, 
The gradual loss of motion, 
Chained down by a comfort addiction, 
Through messages in bottles I can display emotion, 
Ballads of...

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1. Spoons and forks, knifes and chopsticks
were invented by the lazy retards
who don't want to walk to the sink and wash their hands.

2. In solitude...

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It’s called a Blitz
It’s more like ****
**** on the feel of it
**** on those gone before
Before when readers were respected
Before some tortured verse unnecessarily
Unnecessarily complicated...

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