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Hate Print E-mail
Written by Diana, on 26-03-2001 22:05
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I hate you so much
I fear your every word, your touch
You bring out the worst in me
Can't you see?
You're only hurting me.
You think you're so smart
But you're tearing me apart
inside.
I just want to run away and hide
from all that you are
you've always been so far
from a friend to me
I need some way to get you to see
just how much you've hurt me.
I hate you and all that you are
I hope you die slowly from something bizarre.

 


Last update: 26-03-2001 22:05

Published in : Verse, 2001, March
 
Hurtful Gestures Print E-mail
Written by Diana, on 23-03-2001 19:32
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You said something to me today
that really broke my heart
I thought that we were friends
but you tore all that apart.
I trusted you with something big,
a secret so profound
I've lost my strength to trust in you,
you'll never come around
You wrote a poem about my life,
which I was asked to read
It doesn't change the way I feel,
a useless little deed
What are you trying to say to me,
and is it from your heart?
You ask if I told a lie,
I wish you wouldn't start.
I wish you wouldn't do this to me,
you're only making things worse
I'm sorry but I have to ask,
please think things over first.
I wish I could get through this,
it's really no big thing
maybe soon I'll end it all
and get my angel wings.

 


Last update: 23-03-2001 19:32

Published in : Verse, 2001, March
 
The Will to Fly Print E-mail
Written by Diana, on 16-03-2001 19:59
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I think our little talk last week
was more than i could take
It left me feeling empty, sad,
like blown out candles on a birthday cake
I do not want to tell you things
for fear you'll get upset
I just can't seem to trust in you,
I feel I've lost your respect.
So many days are filled with fear,
with sadness and pain
I feel like so much less than you
with your knowledge and fame.
I have these standards I must keep,
a rigidness, such strength
But all it really says of me
is I don't like to talk at length.
I hold my secrets deep within
this tired mind of mine
I feel I need a break from life
for a short amount of time.
I hear the world laughing,
laughing at my expense
I try to protect myself
with a barbed wire fence.
I'm in so much pain inside,
I've lost my will to fly
Please let me hide my face in shame
for allowing myself to cry.

 


Last update: 16-03-2001 19:59

Published in : Verse, 2001, March
 
The Unreality Print E-mail
Written by Diana, on 07-03-2001 11:22
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Desperation, cutting ways
Sleepless nights, tired days
A medicated happiness
A broken heart and loneliness
Where have all my chances gone?
Lights inside that won't turn on
Screaming anger, fury, hate
Going nowhere, tempting fate
Falling faster, faster still
Blood that bubbles, gurgles, spills
Creating false realities
Nothing left but commonality.

 


Last update: 07-03-2001 11:22

Published in : Verse, 2001, March
 




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