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2b2b2 says: Tight Work....ONE |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY skyyberry1987
Nameless heartfeeling poisoned passion of you clotting my veins with sculptured lies bleeding this souls luving nature sour memories blocking any chance to become luvers of the future once again devastated soul living in wake of your schemes wading across deaths high emotions fear of drowning in my own desires eyes swollen shut from lonely tears sweet mischievous words spoken from a demons tongue trust torn with shreds of deceit so masterfully played motivated by barbed wired laced dreams refuse to be a person I am not within me gave my luv freely too many times ousted all of who I once was yesterday today I'm back to being the soul I once luved no longer does my craving for you control me your name no longer imprinted on this heart of mine |
scare of memoryDevilish decisions, Broken hearts, shattered mind, Brutal anger flares inside, He was awoken, Burns to the flesh, in deep memory. Please help my screaming soul, Saddness and sorrow, How can i break free, I yearn for a time, |
deep withinDeep within my mind a fantasy life exist,
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thief of my heartEyes that make you want to stare into them forever. Eyes that allow you to see its soul... The most perfect SOUL!!! Enchanted with kindness... Filled with care... And embraced with love... A soul that can take away your pain. A soul that destroy your fears... A soul that makes the weak feel strong. A soul that makes you forget about all the worries in the world. A soul that fills you with happiness that is indescribable. It gives you feelings you've never encountered before. Satisfying your every need... But always leaving you with wanting more!!! A soul that will be loved for an eternity The perfect soul... Belonging to the thief of my heart!!! |
exposedFragile is the warning sign So slight in its advance No one could comprehend Something's gotta give Within the heart and mind No you cannot brace for impact My soul is exposed All over again My soul is exposed All over again I could fallow and spread my wings Accept the faith that is mine Hear the angels above Embrace me as their own My soul is exposed All over again My soul is exposed All over again My soul is exposed All over again Oh the things I've seen Oh the things I've seen Oh the things I've seen Oh the things I've seen So this is my last call Against the breaking of day I feel the decay, devour my flower Devour my flower If I saw myself straight I would hold on tight To love, faith and the final hour The final hour My soul is so exposed All over again Oh the things I've seen Oh the things I've seen You cannot comprehend You cannot comprehend You cannot comprehend My soul is so ... |
The Question of shadowsAre there shadows in my soul? I’m tormented by the question, maddened by the answers I looked into my face with hollow eyes. It sees straight thru to where the soul would abide. But are there shadows in my soul? Does it dwell in a place, where from reality it could hide from me you know the things that I've done, when it comes to evil, I ‘m it’s nature son. There are shadows in my soul! I heard the sounds from within, the moaning echoes of its cries. In the shadows, I feel it there; Fear, sometimes more than I can bear. Where are the shadows in my soul? Sometimes I catch a glimpse of it, Emotions trapped in a prison of its own design, only darkness lie in my soul that’s will devouring me whole Are there shadows in my soul? The sadness over whelmed me as I tried to comprehend as the sinking souls proclaim dark love With No escape from above |
withdrawWithdraw |
At That TimeThere was no name caught within my cries |
The Earth The Sky and Us I’ll close my eyes and count to five Come on. Come out. Come here. Come nearer. I’ll close my hands and listen for your voice |
Mirage Rubbing my eyes, I shift in the bed sheets Groaning I toss and turn, yanking the blanket up to my chin I lie there and wonder, were you really here Sighing I think of our conversation Reaching I find the source I lay there and wonder, will it really be The red time blinks again |