I hope noone will deny

I hope noone will deny

My privilige to curl up and die.

These feeling I don't want to bother to hide

Amoungst all of the tears I have cried.

This pain is mine alone

The hate I will postphone.

For your ears are too sensitive

To be poisoned with my sedative.

It is filled with all the dying screams

Of those who haunted my dreams.

And every existing tear

Lies here.

 

May 20, 2011

 

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[Ness of Love]

I find this poem, I dont know. It haunts me, but its very good.