

A Tainted SoulMy soul, my soul Is slowly being tainted. Eaten up, devoured by self-pity and hatred. Don't you dare patronize me No, I won't join you for tea. Are your intentions pure? Or is your kindness meant to lure? Don't give me your trust If you only feel like you must. Give me a pure reason Not one that will fade by the season.A Tainted Soul
For I've trusted one too many. And if it is my fate, then I shan't have any.


Blood Red Eyes - Cinquain versBlood red eyes that grab my attention; dull but full of sorrow; eternally cursed By Hell.Blood Red Eyes - Cinquain vers


Blood Red EyesBlood red eyes Seemingly blank orbs That hold so much depth And sorrow in them Why do I feel so drawn To your melancholy stare. I lose myself in the sea of scarlet Leading inevitably to Hell. Never wanting to be found.Blood Red Eyes


Awkward LoveI love the way you smile... ..it makes my world a whole lot brighter. I love the fact that you show me your true self ...and not the fake you show to others. I love how your expression changes so easily... ...you make the cutest faces sometimes. I love the way how your eyes sparkle whenever you cry... ..Though I'd rather see you cry out of joy, than in sadness. I love the way you cling onto me as a lifeline... ..I'll stay by your side from now on, so dry your tears. I love everything about you my dear prince... ..even if you love another, I'd be just happy staying right by yourAwkward Love
Untermensch

Spat Back With Bloodi could have sworn i cleaned up my blood from the toilet seatSpat Back With Blood
that the thought did dare cross my mind and you were still my life
i never imagined a day without you all was your name my heart your place
but then i realized you are not the world
i found you vomiting words in our shared space to girls whose equivalent was bitch and whore
and still there is blood on the toilet seat from where i wretched pretty words in a language you don't know just to ease the tension
the fl
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rain flow to the roots
rain drench my boots
rain douse the flame
rain forget this poet's name
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I´m not bleeding, but my chest really hurts inside. -Gaara.
People only see what is in the outside and judge you for that.
Me, hate her? OF course not, I only want to rip her eyes out and feed them to the ravens, but no, I do not hate her.
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I´m not bleeding, but my chest really hurts inside. -Gaara.
People only see what is in the outside and judge you for that.
Me, hate her? OF course not, I only want to rip her eyes out and feed them to the ravens, but no, I do not hate her.
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rain flow to the roots
rain drench my boots
rain douse the flame
rain forget this poet's name
I will most likely be @ AX2010, in case you are wondering- w00t!
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Things would be better with a hint of lemon =3=
Yullen my Obsession.
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