On Display

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  • Anger

    On Display

       
    I can't change the things I  have done, or take blame for someone elses emotionless gun.
    Doesn't mean I never feel the pain when having  nothing to gain.
    No desire to track all that transpires within my twisted little head, wanting these sick things done to him instead.

    My soul feels cold, with my heart that wants to just fold and give in to the terrors within.
    Not alot can keep my head high, with that special twinkle in my  eye.

    Should I do it?, just lay down and die??
    a question I fight everyday, I cant fix it in any magical way, so i drift and fade day after day with all my anger on display...

    So, yes look at me, shove your critisizem in my face,
    let me be of more disgrace.....

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    soulwriter commented on On Display

    11-23-2009

    With inward strength the disgrace you heal and move on and what wronged you can be shoved back in the face of the one whose bitterness freely caused your pain. Live strong
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    Artie commented on On Display

    08-16-2009

    The past can be the fountain that nourishes you and drives you forward, or the anchor that holds you back. If it is an anchor, then all you need to do, is let go. 10 from me.
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    Aussiepuppy commented on On Display

    07-23-2009

    By living you're sticking it to the man! By u sticking it to the man you're moving forward!
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    gypsyf8 commented on On Display

    06-26-2009

    i can feel ur emotional anguish in this piece . . . . i hope that seeing u own words on paper - putting them out there for others to see - helps you heal -- it is a long long road -- just remember to smell the flowers on the journey. . . .
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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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