Death Awakens CloserA Poem by JasonThat's all I wanted. Something special, something blessed in your mind A depth of hatred, that I despise Sometimes I think that you waited For me to lie I wish you hated, my whole demise... But you were interested enough to buy into to my cries...
I could be your greatest exposure Within all the rotten composure I hate the hatred of our composer Being the waking of us, death awakens closer
This is all I wanted Was something dead, something devoted and forgotten Naked, dirty and sexy; out of focus I only wanted a moment to be feeling the sun In the wake of a storm, dead and awaiting my son... Forget me hun.. I have dipped into the medicine of being drunk And have a strong bite upon my gun....
I could be your greatest exposure Within all the rotten composure I hate the hatred of our composer Forgetting the waking of us, death awakens closer
I would love to remember all the things I have forgotten I would love to forget all the things that have spoiled me rotten I would love to be all the things I never thought I could be I would love to be exactly what you have pictured in your dreams...
But I am only me.... A n d..., with that I remind you....
I could be your greatest exposure Within all the rotten composure I hate the hatred of our composer Living by the waking of us, death awakens closer © 2009 JasonFeatured Review
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Added on July 14, 2009Last Updated on July 14, 2009 AuthorJasonAcross the potomac..., WVAboutFirst off, let me introduce myself. My name is Jason, and I live in West Virginia. I am twenty seven years old and have been writing poetry, journals, diaries, and short stories since I was a very yo.. more..Writing
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