Tuesday, February 01, 2005
scotts rip off of my poem (jpjp)
haha, ya well this is scotts version of my poem "filling in the cracks" personally i like mine better, but this ones still good (n/o scott) so ya have fun and read on *cough* mines better *cough*




Darkness of my past want to forget it all disappear looking at my reflection in the mirror my thoughts are like flipping not to be forgotten but still unforgiving lies and madness making division just like us dividing apart falling apart I guess were just not enough smart to fill it in scars just a mass want to fill in the cracks one by one all disappear all the way until my mind is clear Cause my memories are like a smear such a mystery want to make it history forget my past fill in the cracks aghast I'm outcast I hope I can outlast the pain maybe ill have to run replace it with some thing numb feels like fear if I was ready id have the gear to take it on so get ready here it come son sets behind thought of my mind some thing blind well never mind to much stress held in my chest don't want to go further I never thought I outlast make my last chance want to forget and ceil the cracks one by one put them all in the past desperation rejection built up over years bucket of tears treat me like I'm some thing you buy at sears yea yeah and it goes just like this:
scottesk8r: One by one I'm filling in the cracks the hurt and the sorrow the scars of the past the days that I spent weeping and the nights I spent aghast One by one I'm filling in the cracks the years shalt fade away and memories recast I'm going find a way to get over you at last one by one filling in the cracks Take it and rewind that: The tears I shed for u so innocent and unasked the hole you left inside my heart so empty and so vast one by one I'm filling in the cracks You may have thought u hurt me but the pain I shall outlast your never going to make me die from your torture and labast one by one I'm filling in the cracks the tears that once drenched my life are drying away fast for day by day ill heal my heart from the scars of all my past one by one I'm filling in the cracks{Now leave away from here I'm done with you your style your lies and mutinous attempt to take me over now uncover my past nothing to hide gain or lose take it away one favor fill the cracks!}


byline: ariel 8:08 PM | |

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My names Ariel, im a dancer and a writer, i idolize one of the weirdest poets in history, (partly why im so weird) Miss Emily Elizabeth Dickinson, wow that woman was a genious.... well ya, im not gonna lie to you, i dont think my poems are that great, theyre jus my rambelings about life, you know, but ya, tag me (my tag boards on the bottom of the colum on the right) and tell me wut you think, or dont, you know what ever floats ur boat.... o also, not all of these poems are mine, but most of em are, and if u want me to put one of ur poems in here, heck jus tell me and i will, ttfn

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