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Torn
You took my heart
And hung it on the
Post of lost dignity.
Warped visions gone amuck.
Mixing love and insanity.
You took my soul
And strung it out on
The fence of lost hope.
Wrapped in shadows of forbidden desires.
Minds no longer cope,
With death’s fires.
You took me
And rung me out on the
Scalpel of life.
Scraped love like scars of an old scorn.
Echoing a lonely song from the mantis’ wife.
Singing the song of being torn.
October 3, 2008
And hung it on the
Post of lost dignity.
Warped visions gone amuck.
Mixing love and insanity.
You took my soul
And strung it out on
The fence of lost hope.
Wrapped in shadows of forbidden desires.
Minds no longer cope,
With death’s fires.
You took me
And rung me out on the
Scalpel of life.
Scraped love like scars of an old scorn.
Echoing a lonely song from the mantis’ wife.
Singing the song of being torn.
October 3, 2008
Published 24th Sep 2011
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24th Sep 2011 6:03pm
24th Sep 2011 9:10pm
love poems always affect me more because they cut the deepest.thank you, i can empathize
with this type of pain.smile in the fact that there is more pain to come and plenty of it to go around
with this type of pain.smile in the fact that there is more pain to come and plenty of it to go around
