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The way into your electric soul, is your heartbeat in my mind. My fingers feel a path to steal a place and death and time. No better emotion pale ..

There, falling through the cracks in my door are the lights of suicide. What can you know of these, my dreams of pain and horror. I cannot explain..

What dawn has forsaken, I will wrap and the silent stillness of night. I will forge a new life from this death and walk in the light of the stars. ..

There is no silver lining to be seen. There is no sparkle, nor bright thoughts gleam. What ones I knew here in my pain, a dream with only death to..

Why couldn't you just die? Why did you go on when there was no reason to? Lying there all broken. The only thing good left is your soul. So wh..

this poem is way to short and it does not rhyme there are no metaphors there is no punctualization there is not even any capital letters and i ..

That I cried because she could not. That I loved because she had none. That I fought so she'd be free. That I'd died to be her son. That my ow..