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Scars of Agony

Poetry By: Nessly305

Tags: Lust

Attempted suicide

Submitted:Feb 7, 2007    Reads: 123    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I confess to all ive done, and what ive not.

To everyone who had a different idea, or thought.

Its called intuition, which some reject.

Which is the hole reason, its not in them to protect.

Heavy streams of whats came, and what goes.

Meaning some people can look through, into which no one knows.

Understanding is what most dont have, caught up in self issues.

Not remembering the unforgettable moment, there own minds are misused.

Creation of a insane rule, is all the understanding.

Some just act to themselves, and there own genius they end up banning.

Let it all go out with your true soul, and feel the real meaning.

Instead of putting on a show, that your not really leading.

Control what you have, its all you can.

So forget it all, then see how far away you ran.

Adding to it, just makes you even more fake than you already are.

Eventually guilt will catch up, leaving another mental scar.

Fly away and stop thinking about yourself, it will be the end of you.

I was locked and chained once, scared to death of what i had to do.

Suicide is no game, it leaves physical scars along with the mental.

And its always there, for your lonely mind to rekindal.


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