poemranker ::Twennotmety by Brian Tiensvold

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Twennotmety

Member since 2003 · Posted 25 Jun 2003 · 2 comments

I'm never ready for tomorrow espesialy today. I havn't changed in anyway. Still always wanting to be something new but i remain the same. In love. In dreams. In pain. In black. In no means. Insain. And not a word is heard in my screams. My violence is silenced and seems to be scaling to the top of the cliff that she dropped off wile holding my heart. Twenty, and never been this ready for all things to fall apart.

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[6] Jeremi B. Handrinos 25-Jun-03/11:01 PM Reply
I believe it's spelled "while" young man. Carry on.
[8] DurtKL 25-Jun-03/11:29 PM Reply
especially

insane

i feel like everything falls apart
then i look to christ
and i hate him for it