I talk to you.
I See you're tears.
I Listen to you're rants and complaints.
But do you hear me?
Do you see my false mask?
Do you hear my subtle hints,
hints that i am on the edge of insanity.
You touch my arm.
but do you feel my cold blood?
That pulses through my veins of ice.
Ice that only thickens with time.
Until i am infintitly solid with hate.
1 comment:
Hey Sydney!
This is a great website! So full of poems! Lol. I had trouble finding it because I kind of forgot it, oops haha. It's pretty sweet, I am going to check out the earlier posts. Keep up the great work! See you around!!
Alexander
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