poemranker ::Scar Gazing by thepinkbunnyofdoom

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Scar Gazing

Member since 2003 · Posted 21 Sep 2004 · 1 comment

As I lie here in my backyard Looking up at the night sky I can't help but wonder what I'm looking at Are those balls of fire or merely holes in the ceiling From where fools fell through I can't help but ask Am I a fool too Because here I am sitting alone in the dark Waiting for the sun to rise and its only after midnight I want to feel the light of day Again shining brilliant on my face To burn away the moisture at the edge of my eyes Yes Love I still know the tyranny of tears The shackles of memory are still apon me Ask any whom have asked they will tell you My heart is still the same cripple it always was Though my tongue has grown sharp With the pounding of hatred's hammer on my skull You took from me everything Then watched me dangling As I struggled to breathe Hands clasping the rope around my neck I called to you but you remained Unmoved and ever the same So I struggled until I was gone Until I too fell through Lost because of the promise I saw in you You gave up on me love Long before I ever knew So I hope that your new love At least means something more to you Than I apparently ever did

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[7] horus8 22-Sep-04/3:59 PM Reply
A grammaric nightmare, but there's some salvagable stuff in there, somewhere.