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Bleh
Your face
Oh, your face
Why is it etched in my skull?
My poisonous saving grace
My ill will
All directed at you
Is broken by thoughts
That cut me in two
Leave me
In my shame
For I never
Forgot your name
Oh, sweet heartache
Why must you beat?
That era is done
I'm lost in defeat
Oh, your face
Why is it etched in my skull?
My poisonous saving grace
My ill will
All directed at you
Is broken by thoughts
That cut me in two
Leave me
In my shame
For I never
Forgot your name
Oh, sweet heartache
Why must you beat?
That era is done
I'm lost in defeat
Published 17th Oct 2012
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17th Oct 2012 3:21am
I feel it was a good poem. The only critique I have is the rhythm flow got interrupted at a few parts, but other than that, a job well done.
17th Oct 2012 3:24am
Thank you. Somethings just never leave you and they break you to the point where you start to lose it.
17th Oct 2012 3:37am
17th Oct 2012 3:51am
Hey lol thanks, but you know I love your work because you have talent. I think I lost mine.
