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Deity,
Your halo is incomplete,
Your name is not so sweet;
And my heart it burns
When I hear you speak.
Beauty,
Your name is infidelity,
A beast with amorality
Twisting my perception
Of what I assumed you to be.
Misery,
You bring it out of me,
You make me suffer
For your own mistakes,
For all eternity.
-Brian Shuffett/Kat Ward
June 22nd, 2010
Your halo is incomplete,
Your name is not so sweet;
And my heart it burns
When I hear you speak.
Beauty,
Your name is infidelity,
A beast with amorality
Twisting my perception
Of what I assumed you to be.
Misery,
You bring it out of me,
You make me suffer
For your own mistakes,
For all eternity.
-Brian Shuffett/Kat Ward
June 22nd, 2010
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Cornering me
It's stewing my brain,
breaking my heart,
crushing my bones,
eating my flesh,
burning my veins,
piercing my soul
and skinning me just like a cat.
It's all those golden eyes' fault.
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Digging my grave again
I know there is sorrow and violence within my soul.
And deep in the arms of my sins,
I cry within the darkness I have created all on my own.
Tilling my own grave once more.
Feeling my arms ache with exertion.
Needing to breath and be set free.
Over and over again I cry.
Thoughts overwhelming me.
Depression killing me.
Desperate.
Needing.
Life fuels the fire that feeds my soul.
And nothing fits together.
Confusion within my darkened void.
Hurt in my veins. It keeps pulsing.
Poisoning me, breaths in my chest get harsher.
But Life keeps filling my soul.
but my heart feels hurt.
And its hard to feel strength inside anymore.
Le
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Bittersweet Memories
A heart bursts into flame,
It's ashes fall like snow
There is this burning pain,
That only seems to grow
We weep in our defeat,
We sink onto our knees,
And we forget all our promises,
As we begin to plead
We're broken!
Our souls are,
So tattered and bruised
Not chosen!
This life that,
Has been so abused...
We stand up, and we stand tall,
But how much can a heart take,
Before it falls,
Away? Away? Away?
We forgive so many things,
But how many bittersweet memories,
Still remain?
No change! The pain! It stays!
This pounding in our chest,
Has left us weak and such a mess,
And the irony of it all,
Is that this may just be for the best
Our knee
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This is a collaborative effort between myself and the one and only Kat Ward, [link] . She displays such perfection in her writing. I wrote the first and third stanzas while she wrote the second one, and the order would have been fouled up had it not been for her. So, go ye fellow writers and check out her work as well! Hyah!
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I love the second stanza