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Pushing the devil
Awoke today, Still afraid.
Afraid of the blood, sweat, and tears.
Of dying with my fears.
I wipe my tears, and smash the mirrors.
I get up and walk away.
there's nothing left to say.
Lost in my state of mind.
There's a monster inside.
It controls me like a puppet.
The strings are buried deep beneath my skin.
Take off the mask that society holds over your face.
See my blood.
See my pain.
See the scars that will open again.
Some say who i am, Is a rebel.
But i cant help it, I love to push the devil.
Lets see how far he'll take me,
Before it either makes or breaks me.
wow...I simply love this poem..very well done
I love the ending to this poem, I cannot wait until you submit more. Thank you for the critique on my poem, it means a lot to me. And yes you may put it on your myspace, do you mind if I add you? Well anyway, great piece as always, keep writing your words are beautiful.