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ajchz, thankyou so much what you said has given me the confidence i need to post more. to hear someone like your stuff is a great feeling.
this is one of my not so great works but all the same it is important to me and my change in writing. it has to do with my form of coping with family fights and i think there are pretty obivous references to it.
PAINT ME
Shattered glass
A broken frame
The smiling faces
The ones to blame
The quite
The clam
The peace before
The thunder storm
A broken bomb
An empty threat
The fear still felt
The blast still there
Hollow inside
Yet filled to the brim
The same old feelings
Rise again
The colour of passion
The colour of hate
The colour of pain
So paint me red
The colour of strength
Of strong emotions
So paint me red
I am red inside and out
The storm arrives
My veins are flowing
The colour red
It spreads throughout
My hollow body
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We're the faeries from hell and we're all on a death wish
Blackbird singing in the dead of night, Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Fly, Blackbird, fly Into the light of the dark black night.
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