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No real entry. Just some poems I wrote some time back.

Title: The Candle

Isolated
Once loved
Now shamed
Memories stained
Pain is her oxygen
Life is her murderer
In her demented world
She burns...

Her blackened mind
Still remembers
Once upon a fucking time
He lived in a dark world
She dropped by to say hi
From strangers
To lovers
They never got to say goodbye

His tears of blood
She kissed them away
His sweat of pain
She wiped with bare hands
Her own infected wounds
Left untreated
Unfeeling
Unhealing
Formidable yet fragile
Like poisoned thorns
His eyes
That stare
Is that
A dare?

He said
"You light up my life"
Five words full of lies
Blue veins gushing red blood
As she made the biggest sacrifice
For the truth is,
She lit up herself

Eons have passed
She still lingers in his world
A neverending love saga
Just waiting to erode
Over time

White hands gripping black bones
She's walking barefoot
Stepping on shards of stones
As she whispers
I Will Burn For You

Isolated
Once loved
Now shamed
Memories stained
Pain is her oxygen
Life is her murderer
In her demented world
She burns...


Title: The Man In The Shadows

The whistle is blown, it's the start of the game
He's already defeated, his head bowed in shame
A minute is wasted, then an hour went by
Refusing to compete, he uttered goodbye

The Man In The Shadows, he gave himself a name
Too afraid for competition and too shy for fame
Bright crimson blood smeared all over his hands
Excruciating pain is his usual defense

He looked in the mirror and saw nothing there
It made him feel empty like nobody cared
He wanted to yell, he wanted to scream
He wanted to wake from this wretched dream

Clamped onto him the thoughts of a sinner
His raging desire was to become a winner
Lies and deceit coated with sugar
They made him weak...made him a loser

Contorted visions, they flooded his eyes
His melancholic thoughts were as cold as ice
Stuck to his chest a hundred black arrows
All he could be is The Man In The Shadows


Title: Raptured

Bleeding
It never felt better
Screaming
As loud as thunder
Breaking
Like branches stepped
Shaking
Like a girl slapped

Freezing
In the afternoon sun
Crying
When you're having fun
Clawing
Like a savage beast
Waiting
Like a patient priest

Choking
These silent words
Stabbing
No longer hurts
Grasping
On flimsy strings
Flying
On twisted wings

Bursting
My balloon of thoughts
Cursing
These permanent knots
Crawling
On broken limbs
Hoping
On raptured dreams

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I like the last one. Nothing beats simplicity.