Monday, January 25, 2010

Innocence

Draped weary sorry eyelids of past
Raped generously for the hours last
Knocked up spearheaded dreams
Murderous enraged deep screams

Unreal dream, broken nightmare
Be loved, be nice, be fair
Shot in the heart, furiously bled
Kicked in the face, sick in the head

Keep the distance, ran away
Live for night, die for the day
Clawed and ripped to the seams
Fuck life, learn from dreams

If life is over, you've had enough
Lemons are sour, nails are tough
Breathe, but don't swallow
Hearts and hallways, creepily hallow

Break you back with a muzzle
This murder all but a puzzle
It makes no sense
It make me cry
It's poems like these
That help people die




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