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Dude, I love this poem<33


Poison
Living for the sake of living.
Leading a normal life,
but in an instant,
it all changes.
One stabbed in the dark,
with a blade of pure poison.
It takes control almost instantly,
and leaves the victim defenceless.
This Poison Called Swift.

Struck in a moments silence.
From that point onwards,
living without it is impossible.
Without this poison,
its beholder will decay away,
with a simple and meaningless life.
A life as simple as a white withering rose.
This Poison Called An Addiction.

This poison eventually strikes all,
and is never left out of life itself.
Without this poison,
each and every single living creature,
would dissapear in an instant.
Without this poison,
nothing would have meaning.
Without this poison,
we are nothing.
This Poison Called Love.


by: Liam
Username: Dodexora



Dude, I love this poem too<33


Hell Is Waiting
Running away
Into a nightmare
I can't make things better
Can't make them change
It's all a waste of mind
Nothing that can be done
To change the course of time

Deaths hold, soon grab me
Or angel's hand, soon hold me
Bring me to safety
Or bring me to rest
I don't mind which ever
Though neither will come
And God's paradise is not here
And heaven's gates will not bear
To open for me

Hell, the only thing waiting
Has got to be better than this



By: Someone who doesn't want to be named