skully1031

One day, I will have all
the right words.
Then, I can make you understand.
How I feel.
What I think.
You'll see me for what I am.

I am a monster with
sharp, hooked claws.
I will cling to your soft, smooth skin.
I will scratch.
You will bleed.
We'll indulge in such sweet sin.

When it's over, and we
have no words.
You...
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Who here has brown eyes?

If you have green or brown eyes, send me a message.

Who here has green eyes?

Just wondering...

Let's, you and me,
bury this abomination
we call integrity.
I'll dig the hole,
you lower the body.

I know it's not our fault,
it just got out of hand.
So, we had to put it down.

Let's, you and me,
try to make a new one.
Perhaps love is the key.
I say, we try.
Then maybe we will see.

I know that I...
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"Empty Promises"

I will hold your hand again...
And you will not have to pretend
to look in my eyes
and see no lies.
I will hold your hand again.

I will be a better man...
And it will not pain me to stand...
I will hold you up
like a king's cup.
I will be a better man.

I will never leave your side......
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The door is locked.
It can not be open.
There once was a knob.
But, it has been broken.

You don't have the key.
Although, you once did.
Like a corpse, buried.
You've forgotten it.

And so you knock once,
then wait patiently.
Through the key-hole, glance.
Nothing can be seen.

You're still there, waiting.
With roses in hand.
There's no bell to ring.
So,...
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There's a hole in the world.

You haven't noticed it.
At least, I pray you haven't.
Because, soon, you will drift
away from your residence.

The air is getting cold.

You can see your own breath.
You shouldn't have left your home.
All you want now, is rest.
But, you continue to roam.

You've found someone to hold.

They will light your heart
with a...
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Dear SG Community,

I have a question for you. Should I gather all my little "poems" and put together a book?
Yes or No will suffice. But, your comments and criticism are more than welcome.

Thank you, in advance, to those of you that respond. And thank you, to those of you that do not.

Yours,
whether you like it or not,

I want my heart back.
Without it, this world is empty.
Colors fade to black.
The darkness shows no sympathy.

Love does not live here,
within this desolate body.
Nothing here is clear.
All that lingers here is bloody.

They claw and they gnash,
tearing flesh and grinding the bone.
They rend and they slash.
They remind me, I'm not alone.

You can rescue me,...
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