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Old 05-12-2005, 09:02 PM   #1 (permalink)
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I wrote two new poems/could be songs while I was in French today, the class just seems to become more boring by the second. Here they are.

Sleeping on the floor
Near my second story door
I quickly wake up to the sound of the bolts
Screeching, Screeching, into my head.

Don't open my room to that world of light
I hate that bliss and
I wish that its ignorance would die
Darkness, Darkness, my eternal sleeping friend.

You hold me comfortably until the very end
Don't steal me; light, out from my hole
I love it more than you'll ever know
Kill me, Kill me, you might as well

Because if you take me from my room
I'll never be able to tell
If light or dark
Can ever cancel out each other

Now I'm no racist so don't get me wrong
If you're thinking metaphorically I'm not singing that type of song
It's not a K.K.K. ode
It's not a civil affair

It's just that I've never been away from Darkness and I would never dare...
To try.

Renegade Dove
I thought that everything was just fine.
We picked fresh grapes down from the vine
You ran back to your room to wait for
Me; following; slowly, sweetly, behind

You wanted me
You wanted us
I though; but I was wrong, again.
The mortician said, "last week, they died, she did it all herself."

Give me back my name!!!!
I don't want to live here anymore
I decided this after I feel to the floor.
You were only sleeping..

But I didn't know that
You weren't really dead
Now all I have are memories locked inside my head
You managed to escape from my hands like a renegade dove

I might as well end it
There's nothing in my life
I can't believe you put me
Through all of this strife

I did it, I did it
I did it just before dawn
But just after it happened you walked upon

As I looked you in the eyes
I gave you my very last confession
No words, just looks
Can fuel your depression

But I shouldn't have let you fly away so easily..
Don't cry, don't die, but I can't tell you this now..
Things didn't turn out as I hoped
My little renegade dove I sure wish this had never happened
A mi no me importa nada
Para mi la vida es un sueño
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