Not Again

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By Broken-Hearted Angel. •

Soft tears and tearful crys, Deep inside all love dies. Aged bruises grown on me, Enter pain and set me free. From this blade I accept deep sins, While reddened lips whisper "not again." And burn memories of time once past, And grew love of shadows cast. Inside of me I feel a bruise, And I ask "Why though?" A crumpled fist approaches more, And makes on me a deeper sore. The strikings once more begin, As I say to myself "Not again.." And once again the rusted blade, And once again the slices made. As life do I live on inside the bruises, Carry on deeper and deeper. I need to know, Why.

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March 12, 2006 09:09Thoughtless Encounters

I just wanted to say that i really like most of ur poems. it's just hard to make a comment on all of them, so i thought i'd do it on the first one. maybe it'd be more noticeable. anyways, you really do have a talent and i just thought you should know =)

June 9, 2007 05:59*Psychopathic Child*

i have had a hard life to more than any teenage should have in there life time your poems are well written im enjoying reading them P.S. how were you able to get a pic on here just curious?

June 9, 2010 00:532468star

It was pretty much undescribible.. Thats all i can say, You are amazing!!I would love to use your peom in wrting class..