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Living Corpsethe blood courses down my leg your name initials carved so bluntly, the color of ruby.Living Corpse
connect the dots, between the lines, where the blood, hasn't yet been enough to fall.
It gives me a sense of serenity this symbol of love. to be reminded of you, by my own flesh and blood.
I have been marked by love. by hatred, violence, fear. The tears that have grown in the inside are now visible to the world.
My own heart bursting inside out, human torture in the palm of God. The only thing I can control-- my blood which flows
by ~yenlo-maerd-evol
Tilting the Hourglasshate me for all I am nothing but human. and you tell me to look past my desires towards what I can change but when is it will I see the faults nothing but a mere nuisance. I am a pitiful soul drowning in the regrets and remorse hell holds. A soul that longs for heaven through its sins. Can you see the darkest depths through my eyes? Or does it still hold the innocence and purity of a child One stunted in growth and deprived of love. Do not pity me-- my mistakes and faults are my own my life is tolerable, but my tolerance is low. I'll suTilting the Hourglass
by ~yenlo-maerd-evol
PoemsSo I sit here in monotony reminded of my past and my present and the future of what it would be like to touch you and trace your cheek with my finger oh the longing, just to be with you and be held in your arms is this what fate has in store for us? or are we destined to turmoil you seem like a dream too big for reality but who am I to judge? I never expected to have met you and my heart cries out over the miles, it's longing tearing the flesh inside, when your words heal me. Is it too much to dream for? I love you.Poems
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by ~yenlo-maerd-evol
2 Seperate PoemsI see my dreams pass before me eyelids closed, light and shadows flickering through my sensitive skin Shut to tune out your voice, your face, you. A monster in this world wrought by the devil to haunt and destroy life out of everything.2 Seperate Poems
Through your own reality can you not hear my shouts my screams, My cries of agony from your painful whip to mold me into your perfect daughter, of no personality, no will, besides your wish. What is it you could want of me, than the rush of manipulation you feel to judge what is wrong or right and control-- my eve
by ~yenlo-maerd-evol
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