Don't do this to me...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: February 02, 2009

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My heart calls out to itself

With nobody else to call to

Without transmitting its syndrome

 

No more can it bear

No more hate no more depsiar

 

Cut off the connections

Frm past to present

 

Why does it agen and agen

Be given endless punishment

Time after time

 

Its weak frm past diseases

Its weakened by blood

By ache by fake

By hate

 

dnt let it die agen

As it died before

As it dies agen and agen

The continuoes impossible,

Cycle of death

 

Dnt tickle and stab at once

Making lafter painful

Making tears joyfull

 

 

Dnt let the blood flow

And wipe away the drops as you do

Leaving holes and no clues

Empty pores

Clean floors

 

Dnt Stab frm behind,

As cowards do

 

Dnt Scream from your lungs,

As criminals do


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