Sick and Twisted Comfort

by GoodMorning   Dec 15, 2005


You taunt me all through the night
Never leaving me alone
You're all the negative thoughts
That call my head home

I think, in a way, I welcome you
My arms spread out wide
Because in a sick and twisted way
You bring me comfort
One I've never known.

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  • 18 years ago

    by ASPHYXIATED

    Great start, needs toi be finishd, you cannot pull me in and not tell me the end!

    You should go into what the poems about who or what lol.

    It is such a great title and I love your sentances in it so far!

    Word uasge is excellento!!

    Welldone.x

  • 18 years ago

    by master of shadow

    Great start, you can tell its unfinished but what you have done so far is excellent

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