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| | Just some of my poetry | | | Thursday, July 24, 2008 (10:31 PM)
(I'm feeling drained) | |
.x. Ego Novos , Ego Can Attero Vos .x.
They swim around in a corrupt soul
Bathing in decay
Doing backstrokes in a corroding stream
Marinating in filth
Enjoying playful banter in a place of eternal punishment
Unknowing that the soul is absorbing their repugnant selves
Ultimately making itself stronger.
.x. Ed Ache .x.
She sits alone
Fingers caressing protruding bone
While Ed consumes her brain
Dizziness clouds her mind again
Her stomach proceeds to groan
She's shed another stone
Countless pounds remain
Perfection her gain
Ana unleashed, free to roam
Giving instruction in her God-like tone
Her joints aching, her body in pain
She'll never be the same, never again
The window patters, spat on by rain
Tumbling mascara tears, slither and stain
She'll never be the same again
Her life in the gutter, nearing the drain | | | 174 Views | 4  Thumbs Up | 2 Comments |  |
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