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Forget it...k? (Free verse) by psikosis If that is what you have to do,
if that is how you have to act,
then fuck it.
I don't want it.
Stay thee away.
Opening your legs to that man,
as I sat and watched,
oh misery sat beside me.
I play the guitar, and pretend I can't see,
try to mask and hide,
in no one I confide.
My heart bleeds black blood,
blood that I can taste,
a part of me,
a piece of me,
has died.
I am nothing.
Up the ladder:
A Sky of The Raven's Wing
Down the ladder:
Not Real
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Arithmetic Mean: 4.6666665
Posted: August 21, 2003 7:45 AM PDT; Last modified: August 21, 2003 7:45 AM PDTWeighted score: 4.9103527 Overall Rank: 9666 Comments:
My heart bleeds black blood,
blood that I can taste, Nice line. I like when people write and realize poetry isnât about rhyming. Your words flow freely and when read aloud seem like no other words can fit next to each other.
you talk like you know what your babbling about.. you dont..
"my heart bleeds" ok, this has been used who knows how many times... and adding black blood doesnt help. stop talking out your ass.
Could you talk more about the opening of legs?
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nice one shakespear.. i really liked the ending, i think it was the best part of the whole poem.
heres a 2