Plastered PaintA Poem by GreenSkeleton16poem about being scared that after death love is no more and what we made on earth doesn't matter anymore.Lost in a world plastered in paint. Smeared from this existence, without a complaint. Time involves distance, life stays the same. People tend to think of love as a game.
Fear that one day life is no more, remembered by people you chose to ignore. Can’t let you know this pain that I feel, cant bare to show you the hurt I conceal. Won’t let you see I’m scared to be here. Won’t let you whisper your love in my ear. Can’t let you do this, it’s you that I miss. Reminisce how I felt after love's first kiss. © 2012 GreenSkeleton16Featured Review
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StatsAuthorGreenSkeleton16Arlington, TXAboutMy passion is Music. My heart is poetry. My mind is spiritual, and this earth needs love. more..Writing
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