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Poetry Pit
Flaming words on colored paper are a powerful tool!
-D.J.
Misery
Pain and thoughts
That just tear me apart
An empty stage
So full of possibilities
SO full of energy so much of it to give

ABSORBED by the audience
It's getting drained
So is the excitement
Through my veins
Out through my fingers, fingertips,
Every breath that I take
And rush out with grief and pain

It's all there
It's all there
Behind my smile
My eyes that search for a clue
A slightest hint
Of an act that must end

I can wait of it no longer
For it is an act awaotong great death
Death of the player
There is one solution,
To lie in eternity
BUT I SHALL BREAK FREE
And defy fate
Do the impossible
I shall jump into the audience
I shall take the nearest knife

Under the limelite and flashes
The magic in the makeing
I laugh a happy laugh through an eerie silence
I stab. I cringe. I twist it through every angle
AND I SHALL BLEED
Like any other

Why, everything will be as if
We never said goodbye

-Chaos
I woke early one morning,
The earth lay cool and still
When suddenly a tiny bird
Perched on my windowsill
He sang a song so lovely
So carefree and so gay,
That slowly all my troubles
Began to slip away.
He sang of far off places
Of laughter and of fun,
It seemed his very trilling,
Brought up the morning sun.
I stirred beneath the covers
Crept slowly out of bed,
Then genty shut the window
And crushed his freakin' head.

I am NOT a morning person.

-Anon
How

How do you tell
Your love goodbye?
With burning tears
Which blur your sight,
Or perhaps with one of those sighs�
The kind that come out when
Your heart wants to give up-
To die.

You try to make
An encouraging face;
Hiding the pain
That is piercing your heart.
You wipe your eyes and then embrace,
Knowing that NO ONE
Will ever take his place.

Trying to keep him
From ever leaving,
You start to hold him
Close and tight.
You feel your heart
Is painfully beating.

He gives to you
A final squeeze,
You almost lose your self-control,
The earth now seems to be quaking
Bringing you down upon your knees.

With gentle eyes
And tender smile,
He assures you
It will be only a short while.

The time has come for him to part.
As his car disappears from sight,
Thousands of needles stab at your heart.

As the angles begin to cry
You feel a part of you start to die.

This is how you say good bye.

-DJ
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Take me away
Take my hand and guide me.
Lead me from this place.
Take me from this darkness.
I beg of you.

I want no longer to be here
I wish no more to linger.
It is painful.

I know not the way out.
I care not how it is done.

Help me escape my hell.

-DJ
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