Fie KroC Poems

Do you hear the song, the song from deep within,
it keeps playing in my head over and over again.
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I’m laying here in this lukewarm water in this bathtub, wondering about life, wondering about everything.
I’m just laying here in silence, I only hear the small drops from the tab but besides that, deadly silence.
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Happy Valentine, I hope you choke on chocolate,
Happy Valentine, or of the nauseatingly romance in the air

This stomach-turning smell of red roses,
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When it’s quiet and I can’t hear the summing from the cars, the sirens in the air and the lively talk from people, I think back.
Back when I lived in the small town, the town I just wanted to get away from. Those ghostly streets, people in black and white,
never excepting differences.
I remember all my lonely days, when I wish I could travel out on my own, meet someone more like me. But I never did. So when I was done with school, I was done with this town, these people. I moved away. To the noise.
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Escaping in creativity, trying to subdue other feelings,
forget the sickness, down with the sickness.
In my mind, in my fantasy I can be who I want to be.
I can be what I want to be.
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So you are pretty you say? You look like all the others.
You got style you say? Your own style? Take a magazine and look,
there is your “style”.
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Voices in my head, haunted screams torture my mind every night and I feel the spiders crawl in their web yet again
Dreams are made winding through my head, through my head,
before I again am awake
But those screams of hunger and war they’ll do anything to tear me apart, and I cry blood
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Hey, I’m just a lonely soul waiting for someone to rescue me
I’ve fallen down in this hole, please someone help me up
I hear them at night whisper to me, ’help is on the way’
But I see no one, I see no one, only the sky above me
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The worst is, when the darkness surrounds you
and it takes over your visual power

when the creatures of the night grabs your fragile skin
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