DUE MOSTROA Poem by Aeon StarrITS BEEN EXACTLY 9 MONTHS SCINCE I LAST WROTE IT'S BEEN EXACTLY 9 MONTHS SCINCE THE LAST TIME I EVER FELT THE WAY I DO NOW 9 MONTHS MAKING NOTES 9 MONTHS WIPING BLOOD AWAY WITH A TOWEL
THERES TWO IN ME BOTH ARE CALLED "STRANGER" IT'S TWO I NEVER SEE AND BOTH CAUSE DANGER
THE DARK ONE BRINGS OUT THE SALTY WATER FROM INSIDE MY EYES AND HAUNTS ME TO CHASE AFTER IT THE LIGHT ONE MAKES ME SMILE FORGETTING ABOUT THE LIES AND EARASES THE FACT THAT WE'VE SPLIT
THEY ARE BOTH IN WAR FORCING THEMSELVES TO WIN BUT THEY'RE MAKING MY EYES SORE COULD THIS BE A SIN?
I DNT KNOW WICH ONE IS WORSE PAINFULLY DYING WITH OUT IT OR PAINFULLY DYING WITH IT I DAMN THIS CURSE THERES NOTHING I CAN DO BUT WAIT AND SIT
© 2009 Aeon StarrAuthor's Note
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Added on March 19, 2009 Last Updated on May 8, 2009 AuthorAeon StarrFLAboutI used to to worry a lot, and thought lucky im not! I cared what they said, and thought i have to be head! At night my eyes cried, and i would make up lies! Though now I've been taught, I care wu.. more..Writing
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