I dont know, I felt I had to write something as soon as I joined. It's quite awful, I'll post something better soon.
In hearts our memories,
those good and those flawed.
Christmas comes again,
We feel empty and lonely, just like those that came before.
I write of battles and wars,
Not those that take place on fields,
Or that millions of people saw,
But those that rage in our hearts,
Our hearts damaged by soulless whores.
So paint me black and call me Emo,
Just because I write of feelings.
My most hated, yet most heard word
A simple expression, just 2 letters: "No!"
Poetry by PaceyLucasF
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Written on 2006-12-17 at 20:31
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Not everyone's emo!
In heads our facts are stored,In hearts our memories,
those good and those flawed.
Christmas comes again,
We feel empty and lonely, just like those that came before.
I write of battles and wars,
Not those that take place on fields,
Or that millions of people saw,
But those that rage in our hearts,
Our hearts damaged by soulless whores.
So paint me black and call me Emo,
Just because I write of feelings.
My most hated, yet most heard word
A simple expression, just 2 letters: "No!"
Poetry by PaceyLucasF
Read 670 times
Written on 2006-12-17 at 20:31
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