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Forever isn't long enough
so many nights that i have cried
and yet never, never have you tried
to be the one i want to be
and yet it's the me you'll never see
Tearing holes, creating wounds
finding souls, locking tombs
painting such a lover's tryst
nailed on display, just like christ
is there anything you couldn't be?
and yet it's the me you'll never see
as the blood will surely rush,
so will the wind surely shush.
this doesnt seem messed up. it looks like a very nice poem. and ive seen poems that make the poet seem a lot more messed up than this one "supposedly" makes you seem. keep writing.
O_O!!! Holy Carp! (Yes, as in the fish) I'm thinking I hvae a new favorite poem! Seriously... The whole thing, the way it flows, Bwagah! It all, Loooove.
I'm tired... I just got home from work, My coherency rating is in the negatives.