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The Comeback
I was trapped
under the rubble
of a burnt down house.
Choked on the smoke
that replaced my oxygen.
Smothered out by my own mind
like the fire I smothered in my heart.
Spent time dark and cold.
No light to guide my way.
No hope to see me though.
Yet I did not crumble.
I screamed and lashed
out into the darkness.
Though nobody could hear my pleas.
Though nobody could see my fight.
The struggle went on.
Rebel without a cause.
Rebel without a pause.
Dying on the inside.
On the inside.
I'd come undone.
Waiting for a chance.
For a chance.
For so long.
To prove you wrong.
You came to me.
Lent me your hand
Lent me your heart.
I beat you down.
Broke you in two.
Left you bloody and helpless
in the middle of a street.
No chance for you.
No future for me.
You ruined us and
all that we could be.
I moved on.
Your stuck in the past.
But I feel better without you
At Long Last.
No Chance for you.
Found a future for me.
And sir there is not a place
for you to be.
under the rubble
of a burnt down house.
Choked on the smoke
that replaced my oxygen.
Smothered out by my own mind
like the fire I smothered in my heart.
Spent time dark and cold.
No light to guide my way.
No hope to see me though.
Yet I did not crumble.
I screamed and lashed
out into the darkness.
Though nobody could hear my pleas.
Though nobody could see my fight.
The struggle went on.
Rebel without a cause.
Rebel without a pause.
Dying on the inside.
On the inside.
I'd come undone.
Waiting for a chance.
For a chance.
For so long.
To prove you wrong.
You came to me.
Lent me your hand
Lent me your heart.
I beat you down.
Broke you in two.
Left you bloody and helpless
in the middle of a street.
No chance for you.
No future for me.
You ruined us and
all that we could be.
I moved on.
Your stuck in the past.
But I feel better without you
At Long Last.
No Chance for you.
Found a future for me.
And sir there is not a place
for you to be.
Published 26th Jun 2012
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26th Jun 2012 7:38pm
I love it.....nice wording and the placement is neat....its a great write
26th Jun 2012 7:41pm
26th Jun 2012 7:45pm
I like it, but you should work on your formatting, and try not to capitalize the first letter of every line..
26th Jun 2012 7:49pm
26th Jun 2012 8:15pm
you should really write a song on this...
these are like lyrics for some ass kicking metalcore track. :D
these are like lyrics for some ass kicking metalcore track. :D
26th Jun 2012 8:21pm
Thats a good idea!!!!!! why didnt i think of that. i will as soon as i get it worked out, or if u want, maybe together?
7th May 2018 9:44am
26th Jun 2012 8:45pm
26th Jun 2012 9:43pm
26th Jun 2012 8:45pm
Honestly .. And without courtesy or ejaculation,
Poem of the most impressive in terms of
By a special pulse
And a general spirit of all living some situations like you
Great first lines of poetry
And exciting for discussion of more than a vision of art and poetry
Painted a picture with words
Strong
Brief
Colt and loudly
And cry
And return
I was trapped
Under the rubble
From the house down and burnt.
Suffocated in the smoke
To replace my oxygen.
Smothered by my mind
Like fire in my heart I am suffocating.
Lattice image of a strong
I heard the cry here
And cry
And combustion
Smoke and everyone sees the story understandable unprecedented
Words spun strongly
And the provisions of wonderful
And expression of a strong and influential
And complement to us by word and deed after breathing
See the rest of life or love, or feeling
And she laments
Influential
Manufactures and blues
Twitter and wounded bird and tells us the rest of the story
Spent time of darkness and cold.
No light to guide my way.
Hope not to see me though.
So far I did not collapse.
Here you are making your challenge
And may make a personal revenge
Or the challenge was to create
In tone of voice
And built up the pen
And turned into a sword
And screaming
You are
I screamed and slammed
Out in the dark.
Though nobody could hear my pleas.
Although no one sees my struggle.
The struggle went on.
Rebel without a cause.
Rebel without a pause.
Here if you are a special case made words
Cocoon strings Discussion
And the groove are you after refraction
Wonderful
But all this Mase
Some believe we know the story
Or story
Or feeling
No
You mute the secrets in the sub-
How you hear
How
And you silence
And sometimes, as you say,
Death at home.
At home.
I'd come back.
Waiting for the chance.
To get a chance.
For a long time.
To prove you wrong.
Here you are beautiful
Bakhtiar light
And see the opportunity to escape
Or to make your way of life
After the experiment
You tell us where
I have come to me.
Gave me your hand
Given me your heart.
I beat you down.
You broke in two.
Left bloody and helpless
In the middle of the street.
There is no chance for you.
There is no future for me.
I was devastated and we
All that we can be.
You are
I still see the dark background
Perhaps this was the best lines of poetry to move on
No .. make verses before challenge
Before going out to life and light
Because you are still stuck in the subject and complement us to say
I moved on.
You have stuck in the past.
But I feel better without you
After a long wait.
There is no chance for you.
Find a future for me.
The walk there was no place
For you to be.
In the end a great poem .. touch the conscience and soul .. and self-
You'll feel good things and words
Painted a beautiful picture of poetry
And carving words strongly in the hearts
By the life and mind
Everyone feels Palm words
And the extent of grief and injustice comes from the hidden cry of Fine
Thanks for a wonderful and special as an act
Widget you estimate 90 of 100
Honestly ..
And without falsehood I was about to get 100
But in the end the work is excellent and amazing
Poem of the most impressive in terms of
By a special pulse
And a general spirit of all living some situations like you
Great first lines of poetry
And exciting for discussion of more than a vision of art and poetry
Painted a picture with words
Strong
Brief
Colt and loudly
And cry
And return
I was trapped
Under the rubble
From the house down and burnt.
Suffocated in the smoke
To replace my oxygen.
Smothered by my mind
Like fire in my heart I am suffocating.
Lattice image of a strong
I heard the cry here
And cry
And combustion
Smoke and everyone sees the story understandable unprecedented
Words spun strongly
And the provisions of wonderful
And expression of a strong and influential
And complement to us by word and deed after breathing
See the rest of life or love, or feeling
And she laments
Influential
Manufactures and blues
Twitter and wounded bird and tells us the rest of the story
Spent time of darkness and cold.
No light to guide my way.
Hope not to see me though.
So far I did not collapse.
Here you are making your challenge
And may make a personal revenge
Or the challenge was to create
In tone of voice
And built up the pen
And turned into a sword
And screaming
You are
I screamed and slammed
Out in the dark.
Though nobody could hear my pleas.
Although no one sees my struggle.
The struggle went on.
Rebel without a cause.
Rebel without a pause.
Here if you are a special case made words
Cocoon strings Discussion
And the groove are you after refraction
Wonderful
But all this Mase
Some believe we know the story
Or story
Or feeling
No
You mute the secrets in the sub-
How you hear
How
And you silence
And sometimes, as you say,
Death at home.
At home.
I'd come back.
Waiting for the chance.
To get a chance.
For a long time.
To prove you wrong.
Here you are beautiful
Bakhtiar light
And see the opportunity to escape
Or to make your way of life
After the experiment
You tell us where
I have come to me.
Gave me your hand
Given me your heart.
I beat you down.
You broke in two.
Left bloody and helpless
In the middle of the street.
There is no chance for you.
There is no future for me.
I was devastated and we
All that we can be.
You are
I still see the dark background
Perhaps this was the best lines of poetry to move on
No .. make verses before challenge
Before going out to life and light
Because you are still stuck in the subject and complement us to say
I moved on.
You have stuck in the past.
But I feel better without you
After a long wait.
There is no chance for you.
Find a future for me.
The walk there was no place
For you to be.
In the end a great poem .. touch the conscience and soul .. and self-
You'll feel good things and words
Painted a beautiful picture of poetry
And carving words strongly in the hearts
By the life and mind
Everyone feels Palm words
And the extent of grief and injustice comes from the hidden cry of Fine
Thanks for a wonderful and special as an act
Widget you estimate 90 of 100
Honestly ..
And without falsehood I was about to get 100
But in the end the work is excellent and amazing
26th Jun 2012 9:49pm
that took me on a journey there. i would love for you to read some of my other poems. i appriciate your comments and your analisis. i will talk to you about it in messages. thank you sir
26th Jun 2012 8:48pm
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