this one was from a dream and it makes absolutely no sence but ill quik breif you before i go to bed. me and the love of my life were in a hostage situation and a bunch of people were like crying and stuff and i dicided 'hey ill save everyone cuz apperently im a black-belt on tie-quan-doe and i pretend to have a ceizure and i give a seet of paper to my lover guy and he takes it and i 'die' then he takes me out of the room by alowence of the curtious bank robbers or whatever. and kisses me and closes my eyes as said in the poem. then i get up and beat the crap out of the -caught off gaurd-bank robbers and it turns out the paper i gave him had this poem on it and its encypted to sound insane but somehow he under stands and does wwhat the poem says and we live happily ever after.
here goes.
together all alone
held back by outside forcess
burnt anger to the bone
theyve compramised our fortress
allowing out advesaarys take control
listening for each others woes
we wait lest all our concious ebb
trapped inside the spiders web
now if i fall
and i will dream
against woven wool
of burning flesh
for you i calll
youd wait for me
the other fooled
but dont be
and if it happens likei said
and as i said and not a lie
youll carry me as if the dead
and kiss me there and close my eyes
but do not weep
do not cry
for when you do
you do and die
my form of reserection
in parts a form of lie
will be stunted
so read closely.
yep im headed straight for the luney bin... more poems tomarow folks be sure to enjoy my story its on the next page of my journel.
ttfn
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