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Rip Out This HeartMy bleeding heart won't stop glowing red
Beating for something so beautiful
Too beautiful for me
This heart of mine betrays itself
Rip this heart out and leave it to die
It's only ever caused me pain
Take this heart and feed it to the crows
At least it will do them some good
This beautiful miracle dances on
The chain she holds leading to my neck
Her love holds her tight and she tugs the chain
Go ahead and tug, sever this head
Leave me cold and without pain
Just rip this heart out, let the blood spill
Make a river flow from my one-sided loves
That river will overflow and flood on
How to be happy for that which your heart beats for
When that love loves you not, but teases you nonetheless
I sit back and watch for hope and reach out
But it was only ever false, biting me in the back
My heart is ripped open and the red river flows
It will never run dry though, for i am hopeless
Bereft of a hand to hold, shoulder to cry on, just silence
No, all i have is this bleeding, boiling
Opossum CrossingI walk down a street and I see a sign.
I stare into the vibrant brown eyes of their furry faces
And I think of your deep blue ones.
Oh the danger you brought when you crossed my path.
How you flipped my world upside down.
But I'd be willing to risk it all
To make sure I didn't hurt you.
But I wonder if you'd ever stop for me?
Or should I have played dead and let you go on
In blissful ignorance
And let the blessed leaf lie in the dull dirt?
I tried to ignore the signs, defy the truth in front of me.
I should of have kept on driving, never let you in my life.
But I couldn't let myself hurt you by ramming on through,
Neither could I ever let myself let you go.
Underneath this silly smile where everything is simple, a storm rages within.
Could you please help me?
The edge of my being continues to fray, the moths nipping at my sanity.
Would you please help me?
I know you're out of reach, but the world wants too much from me
When I only want you.
I feel the glare of their c
Love ConfessionYou smell wonderful
I like to be around you
You make me feel better
When I have a sucky day
All I have to do to is feel your touch
And my troubles fly away
You may not feel the same, but I love you
Just your touch calms the storm in my mind
Your laugh makes my heart beat
I'm giddy when I'm around you
Even now I am shocked
Never before have I not been able to
Write a more sophisticated poem about my emotions
My feelings for you are beyond what I can tame I guess
You are so beautiful, it hurts when you can't see yourself like I do
I see your face and the rest of the world fades
All I need is one touch and I can face anything
I love you.
Psychologist and a Murderer"Hello Mr. Yale, how are you?"
"I thought we were going to call me Ace?"
"Okay then, Mr. Ace?"
"I SAID JUST ACE!"
The psychologist jumped. She was ever so thankful he was chained to his seat. Being a psychologist was scary sometimes. Though never has she been given a subject as difficult as this one.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry " Ace crumpled down in his chair and began to weep. He was constantly shaking. In the first session, she asked if he was cold. He just started mumbling about how he loved the cold and how he wished to die under the snow while gazing at the Aurora Borealis. Nut job, she thought to herself. Freak probably snapped when his father said no to trip to Alaska or something. She had worked a few cases before this one, and they were all just extremely arrogant and spoiled children that did minor crimes as a rebellion. This guy was a bit strange though.
"It's alright, Ace. Do you need to take a break?"
"You don't really care."
"You don't care about me, you care ab
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