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i like poetry and creating art, heres a poem i wrote

Blinded by brutal intent, Something that just wasn't meant, Loss of flesh torn from skin, This the pain comes from within.,Each of my eyes are sown shut, Left behind like a trail in the dust.

Thoughts for me just to hard to see,, Deep inside alone in my missery,, Vissions that creep they crawl through my head., As a diseased old sick man., About to die in his bed.

Chance for regret no time to neglect, Walk amon us like one, they devour the young., The pure and the brave wich we cannot save, This chance for love a chance at the game.

Try to get in to make it to the top, Olny to see this failure wont stop., Feelings of lust in each one of us, The walls all cave in from wich those who we trust.

Hatred builds up till it's eating you'r soul, As the ones that you love become even harder to hold., Gripped on so tight yet you feed me theese lies, Makes it harder for me to survive my own life.

Passion and intamacy inside it's killing me, This poluted world inside my mind, Causes me to dig deep till i reach down and strive. Sometimes i feel that my will shall not die, As i take a dark glypse i see through you'r disguise.

Feel you'r despise toward me, This you dont want to see, The air around you is getting harder to breathe.
With every gasp you take in, And the ones you let out, I shall never forget the words of you'r doubt.

Though i still love you for i do not know why, I will never question my awnsers toward the sky., I do not
know what is next to come, All that i sense is that my body is numb., Awaiting the arival of my last few days
there is no revival for those you cant save.

Pain and suffering haunts me now, No bright lights at the end of the tunnel, Just dead in the ground.,
Does this make you happy, Wich that you've caused, Another hopeless soul has gone and desolved.


By CHRIS