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i'm bleeding on the inside
fluid filling my lungs
drowning me from within
all you see is a single tear
drop from my eye
sliding down my cheek.

i don't feel anymore
emotions are off white
more like the cigarette stained walls
all of it feels the same
it hurts and kills the same.

tear my heart out
put it back in
leave it bleeding
slowly filling my lungs
and killing me.
©2003-2009 *freakinout
:iconfreakinout:

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I don't know, this is a combination of several little pieces I have done when things came to mind. Its just here.

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:icondispositioned:
i don't feel anymore
emotions are off white
more like the cigarette stained walls
all of it feels the same
it hurts and kills the same.


That stanza gave me some excellent images in my mind. I enjoy it when that happens.

This entire thing is very well written. The last part has some interesting information. Great work!

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'Wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person you are.'

CoHM
Critics of Hoarse Mentality
:icondispositioned:
i don't feel anymore
emotions are off white
more like the cigarette stained walls
all of it feels the same
it hurts and kills the same.


That stanza gave me some excellent images in my mind. I enjoy it when that happens.

This entire thing is very well written. The last part has some interesting information. Great work!

--
'Wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person you are.'

CoHM
Critics of Hoarse Mentality
:iconundefinability:
"tear my heart out
put it back in
leave it bleeding
slowly filling my lungs
and killing me.
"
- Excellent description of that, right there. Perfect imagery results in a perfect ending.

Awesome, man.

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no.
:iconlivingbyair:
I can't say i'm a fan of this one man. hope you understand why, i just see little originality in it. but that's ok if it's just for you. if so, screw what i think and be happy you can write whatever you want. :nod:
:iconcrimson-rose:
nice love. strong emotion.sorry you fel this way

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Shattered glass lyes on the floor. Making my hands
bleed. Stars of glass. Moon of glass. Heart of glass. All making my hands bleed.
:icondragonflykiss:
the only thing i dont reallylike is the last line, i dont think the, "and killing me" is necessary.

well done though

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laugh while you can
:iconladyr:
Strong emotions... very depressing but good.

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"The heart has reasons that Reason knows not." -Pascal

"I miss boobies. I mean. I miss a lot of things about being in a relationship, but thanks to you, I'm thinking about boobs :roll:" -blackice
:iconcluelessrockerchik:
Needless to say its very sad, but sadness is to me the source of all inspiration. I deeply connect to this poem, especially the part about not feeling, I know that all too well.

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:blowkiss: Spread the motherfucking love :heart:
:iconhereticschizoid:
the last stanza is awesome. damn you're good. lol I'm sorry I have nothing really constructive to say, but I don't think I can touch your work. it is really spectacular. I like the cigarette stained walls part. another line you don't see in other poems. you have done extremely well keeping away from cliches, but still letting your poems relate to the general public.

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