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Poetry By: Lex The Damned

I fear you stranger...i fear my life

Submitted:Sep 29, 2006    Reads: 152    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

Useless items�

Being stuck on the corner of the broken edge

And wanting to let go

And wanting to stay

Is the horror I face each day.

Losing all my friends and screaming

Senseless words that I cannot find.

Looking for reasons to die to-night,

Without finding I know I won't give in.�

I'm crying to-night, and I'm giving into

You and giving into me and giving in

To whatever there is that isn't broken yet.

I'm drowning in the puddle of your trust

And I seem to forget where we left it last

And I can't remember the rain…nor the tears

And the fears and all the blame of all the yesterdays

That we seem to have had and forgotten.�

I'm on the corner of no where, no place, no

World without justice is hate and destruction,

But there is fear when there is no love

And my soul is broken because I cannot

FIND the one I seek so hard…does he

Hide in the dungeons of the reasons we

Forgot the world…or does he hide in

His fear?�


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