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The Stars are shining violetThey're glowing as I swingIn a fan before my eyesI think I now have everything
I'm sorry for all the things I saidI'm sorry you got hurtI never meant for that to happenThat's something that I could only dreadI know you probably could care less I know you hate me nowbut before we go and live our livesI hope you know I'm sorry, for creating such a mess.
Saying Goodbye is never easyEven when preparedSome goodbyes are even measleyBut at least you know they cared.
I miss the sunshine on my skinI miss the sunday massBut now that I am pale and deadI cannot have that past. My skin cannot handle to be,where the sun is warm and brightMy body is not allowed in the church so peaceful and godlike.For I am a disgraceSomething on which I will agreewith the people who scouland even try to kill me.And yet of death, I do still fearto feel its harsh cold grip.So now I will live, and hide among thesewho so enjoy my face in a movie clip
I find myself lostand wondering and guessingWhat if and what's the costof this live over which I'm stressing ?
The orange in the sky is calmingThe orange in my hair shines brightThe sun burns orange as its dawningAbove the rusty orange steeple Thats seems to grow more orange every night.
Poems by bloodfang08
bloodfang08 added this comment 2012-02-12 08:34:44-06:00
Thanks You two. Glad you found it enjoyable. ( :
youngmedicalintern added this comment 2012-02-12 04:11:01-06:00
Good job..i like it!
chalkdawg added this comment 2012-02-11 21:42:27-06:00
Lovin' this! Liked and faved.
bloodfang08 added this comment 2012-02-12 08:34:44-06:00
Thanks You two. Glad you found it enjoyable. ( :
youngmedicalintern added this comment 2012-02-12 04:11:01-06:00
Good job..i like it!
chalkdawg added this comment 2012-02-11 21:42:27-06:00
Lovin' this! Liked and faved.