Cynthia DeMoines Poems

I am the walking dead heartbreaker, my apologies,
I'm happy you'll never understand what
It's like to be trapped under six feet of solid glass,
I can see out, but no one gets in
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I will break into your thoughts
With what's written on my heart
I will break, break
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yet one more jagged line added to my scars
I dont know why
and i dont even care
i try not to cry
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Drifting through the shadows she comes
her beauty vieled
her love lost and forgotten
she is not as she used to be
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Blood trickles in a neverending river
like my tears
when holding the blade
cold between my fingers
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False promises
lies one tear carves a path down my sorrowfilled face
you lied to me
there was only one thing you wanted
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A sea of emotions runs through my mind
my hands begin to shake
my anger is immortal
my sorrow, deep
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Memories of you run through my mind
sending shivers down my spine
I feel numb and cold
as those memories haunt my soul
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roses are red, violets are blue
sugar is sweet and so are you
However
the roses are wilting
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I cling to everlasting darkness
as mysterious as the ghastly stars
it begins to fade away
again i see my scars
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