Riding the Bus

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Riding the Bus

Poem by: Phasered

Genre: Poetry

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Poem by: Phasered

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Genre: Poetry

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Bad Memory

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Bad Memory

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Submitted: January 31, 2010

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Submitted: January 31, 2010

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Riding the Bus
 
 
Whispering behind thy back,
Pointed stares burned a hole.
Laughter stings the heart
It bleeds.
 
Lies, Lies, Lies
All lies; everyone believes.
Punches, kicks leaving bruises
Heartless creatures leave
The harsh ss in
Silence
 
Walking in the dark
Can’t see
Blind
No light.
Fear of what’s lurking in the shadows.
 
Fallen and broken,
Lying with the bones.
No hope, no hope
No light.
 
Taste of blood in thy mouth
Wounds to the heart.
Slices to the back
 
Cold, Cold, Cold
 
A warm hand
 


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