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Just like a hole in a water pipe my emotions poor out no matter what I try to do to fix them. We all feel I don't care what you say. It's how we deal with them what count's

Submitted: November 29, 2007

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Submitted: November 29, 2007



My emotions’ continue to endlessly leak

No matter what fix I attempt to make

Yet it is not this soul that needs the emergency aid


Forgetting all the cuts that bleed

I rush to her side

In the vain attempt to heal her woe

To exchange places setting her free


Though I fail as I hold onto her

Watching in vain as her light slips away.

Now I realise that it was I who brought all her woe

A silent assassin slowly dissecting her

In this home I designer to carry out my dark deed.


Unintentional moves I did make

Hiding behind a mask of happiness

Just like the Venus fly trap attracting its prey


Conning my way past her virtue

Making promises I could not keep

Now it has gone so far that this horrid murder I do commit

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