Aramak için en az iki harf yaz.
I write under a pen name (a pretty crappy one, at that) : if you've seen my work on other sites under what I assume would have to be my real name, you're probably not mistaken. Feel free to interrogate me though. A lot of the stuff I have on my account here is rather old, some of it a bit embarrassing, so please bear with me.)
Oh, the thought of you Does hurt me so Like a pinch of the heart And when I remember you…
What virtue could you keep If they all have angry eyes, And knives of dripping blood? Ready to murder, to rape…
Such a bitter kiss Bestowed by thy lips I lay upon the ground A fight so unimaginable…
The idiotic musings Of a paranoid fascist I could not hold you Even if I was born to…
Stale blood festered Beyond the veil Across the oceans And into the sand…
Never looking forward, Eternally looking back. Perhaps, I am forever bound To be reused and recycled.
Comfortable in the mystical Belief that by touching gold You'll turn to gold, you smile At those that plan your rape.…
You stare at me, Like I'm someone else. My words have hit With a force too shrewd.…
Would you come back To search for my face Among the ashes? To burn is to cleanse,…
Body thieves They take without Asking, permission Lain upon a slab…
Anaesthetic- you stole Much away from me And I want it back The pain, the feeling…
Ana, Mia You stuffed your brain Into the highest cupboard In your little pink kitchen…
My indigested hope Feeds her empty heart. And when my tears Of long formed burden…
I watch you swallow the rain. You like the taste of suffering, Your heart beats for spilt blood. Arms spread apart, face to the sky.…
Love unheard of A cry ignored Oh, beautiful Show me sympathy…
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