Guest Heart Like A Hole Posted March 28, 2002 Report Share Posted March 28, 2002 almost here, the saddest day of the year... will you be waiting for me, as always, in the bathroom mirror? i'm beginning to fear the dreams that rise and pierce my eyes oh, i don't want to sleep and find you looming over me did you know that when you died you took my heart along for the ride i see the things you must have seen blood pools on the ground i'll never be clean you're haunting me and soon the time will be here i wish you weren't so near i can feel all that you felt smell the things you must have smelt i taste your blood inside my mouth it's taken me so many years and i still can't figure it out how you can be gone and still live right here inside my skin on this, the saddest day of the year your eyes find mine in the bathroom mirror my lips quiver in fear will you never leave me don't you know you grieve me with all the screams i cannot hear on this, the saddest day of the year Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gyrfalcon Posted March 29, 2002 Report Share Posted March 29, 2002 *Gyr applauds* Excellent poetry, Porcelain. *smile* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Minta Rose Posted March 30, 2002 Report Share Posted March 30, 2002 Rah! for resonance. Rah! for poisonous memories and the poisoners who give them. Rah! for exorcisms. --Tzimfemme, the naked In the spring a young maid's fancy lightly turns to paranoia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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