My Torture

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    My Torture
    Out into the light I stumble,
    feebly I walk to you,
    but to my dismay I saw you snicker
    as in delight of my plight
    So turn and run I must
    for you are not safe for me
    I burnt myself for you
    just to feel your touch
    now I sit and cry
    torn and burned
    my eyes bloodstained from my fight
    You spoke my name
    and I wanted you
    but chaos grows from within
    Once the light shone on your face
    I knew you were sent here to cause my torture!!

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    bforibus commented on My Torture

    01-22-2009

    and torture is my hobby
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    CONFINENESS commented on My Torture

    11-28-2008

    WOW! THATS DEEP
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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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