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by XxbrokenheartedxX   Oct 25, 2007


Tattoo and metal
beauty to parlor
hiding reality
true, familiar scar

half heart human
diseased and cold
with soul misplaced
stolen and sold

reaching for help
wanting his love
yet getting true pain
from diety above

I dont deserve this!!
i want to die!
kill me now
heroes do cry

rambling of mad
screaming insane
territorial fighting
inside mental domain

heroes dead
villan to remain
in the happy existence
reality calls sane!

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  • 17 years ago

    by CoUrTnEy

    Wow! that is a very powerful poem! great description...good job

    5/5 courtney

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