still alive and kickingA Poem by nigrum homonculusfirst ex. ameena. she did a lot of bad things to me...also my first love.Your cries for help still haunt me Waking me up as I sleep. In the dead of night our memories Creep its way into my dreams. This heart is still in stitches And still it leaks blood All over my white bed sheets All over my white floor. But as my life drains away Everything will still matter I’m still alive and kicking Not dead so therefore stronger. I thank you for your abuse An applaud you for your torment If you never were so despicable I would never be who I am today. Phillip yorke, Datvirgo A brother to many An uncle to 1. A son to two But…. A big loss for you. © 2012 nigrum homonculusReviews
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StatsAuthornigrum homonculuslondon, surrey, United KingdomAbouti have been away from this place for.....lord knows, something like 3-4 years? so i guess all the things i have experienced in that time have to come out somehow you know? so here we are. you're readi.. more..Writing
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