This is actualy song lyrics that I wrote.. But I think it looks just as good as a poem.
The beating heart dances.
The shaking hand runs the knife;
Time's up, no more last chances.
The head violently screams.
As the body shakes you weap.
Your mouth is too numb to speak.
Can't move any more, you are too weak.
Disgusted look upon your face,
The mirror image dirty blank.
Flesh wounds and scras may heal.
Pain inflicted on the heart won't seal.
Poetry by Nora
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Written on 2006-07-26 at 03:00
Tags Shake Scream Heart
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The rolling tear infects the cheek,The beating heart dances.
The shaking hand runs the knife;
Time's up, no more last chances.
The head violently screams.
As the body shakes you weap.
Your mouth is too numb to speak.
Can't move any more, you are too weak.
Disgusted look upon your face,
The mirror image dirty blank.
Flesh wounds and scras may heal.
Pain inflicted on the heart won't seal.
Poetry by Nora
Read 1073 times
Written on 2006-07-26 at 03:00
Tags Shake Scream Heart
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