Submissions by AlexDaniel (Demonic Angel)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I might be me, but I might be you, who are you? but you can't be me. Alex is the name, pain is my game.
Dear Agony,
Cut into me. I cut into you. Stab you in the back, you chop me into two. Fair trade? No way. I'll simply ask to go away. No way out, oh well. Come out to play my heartless friend, we'll simply be this way to the end.
And when I mourn you comfort me. My only friend Dear agony. Leave me be. You can't save me. The only one that can is me.
Dear agony, since you've been here, all that's left is little hope and fear. But sometime now I'll break free.
Dear agony, leave me be. As I try you never fade. Try to hope but as it seems you stand in my way. I dismiss you And your endless...
And when I mourn you comfort me. My only friend Dear agony. Leave me be. You can't save me. The only one that can is me.
Dear agony, since you've been here, all that's left is little hope and fear. But sometime now I'll break free.
Dear agony, leave me be. As I try you never fade. Try to hope but as it seems you stand in my way. I dismiss you And your endless...
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The wind in my hair it's cold to the touch it keeps me away from thinking to much about the birds in the tress and if you loved me.
I tried waiting I tried breathing but all that came was hopeless grieving.
I'm starting to feel this with my pain in with each breath death is calling my name.
Knives are used for cutting skin and used by those who won't let others in.
Pain is my game as you came to see, no one is trusted no one but me.
I tried waiting I tried breathing but all that came was hopeless grieving.
I'm starting to feel this with my pain in with each breath death is calling my name.
Knives are used for cutting skin and used by those who won't let others in.
Pain is my game as you came to see, no one is trusted no one but me.
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DU Poetry : Submissions by AlexDaniel (Demonic Angel)