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some emo poems that are stuck in my head while I was at camp ;3
I have a candle.
In the black night.
The darkness all around.
Barely able to make out the other faces.
Faces of friends.
Faces of enemys.
It doesn't matter in this moment.
This is the moment of the cease fire.
It doesn't matter,
Only for a moment at the least.
It the dusk on night.
It doesn't matter.
Look to the sky!
It sparkles and glitters with a million stars.
It makes me flout away from my body.
It makes my heart race.
Its undiscriminated.
Its pure.
Even if its so far away,
It feels so close.
It drives music into my head, and all the sound of chatter out.
I just wonder if it will last forever.
Your not friends until you meet.
Your not friends until you laugh together.
Your not friends unttil you smile together.
Your not friends until you cry together.
But be friends until you part.
But the tears brimming your eyes.
But you have to smile.
Leave them with no regrets.
And you'll meet again someday.
Someday.
Forcing fires.
They live in your souls.
Triggered by a word.
A small word.
Something wants to make you scream.
Makes your shadows rise from within.
Forcing fires.
They live in your hearts.
Triggered by a arrow.
A black arrow.
It makes you want to cry.
Makes your blood boil.
FORCING FIRES.
It will destroy you inside...
If you let it.
 iChekaDoll · Fri Oct 29, 2010 @ 10:51pm · 0 Comments |
