~Swifts
Nico Abate - Status: Member
- Deviously Deviant
- Male/Canada
- Offline for 1w 2d 22h 21m 52s
- Deviant since Mar 29, 2008, 11:09 AM
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GravityGravityGravity
The rain washes all away But it doesn’t reach the depths of my disgrace With futile breathes My soul treks forward
With each step my soul falls
Dragging along each puddle of mud Each rock cuts through Each pebble scratches my surface
The deeper I plummet
The more pressure that builds It crushes, and consumes my being Forever buried under its weight
Such pain and loss Leaves my lungs empty No where to go, no one to see No one to hear my shrill screams.
Each moment of loss Each pound of p
in Open on 5/3/08
LonelinesslonelinessLoneliness
starts with idle bantter leads to random acts they ask for favour then they grab their bats
they leave me be alone on the ground friends like these I wish Id never found
this damn feeling of loss breaks down all barriers false friendship leads to such pain misplaced love lays on a cold heart
laying on the cold ground my eyes scream for help my body stunned from shock it hurts so much this feeling of doubt
such betrayal
such a loss no feelings left too large a cost
in Open on 4/3/08
DisgustDisgustDisgust
The feeling of an old rage The cry from the past long forgotten Pushed out of mind, out of sight An unwelcomed touch With no way to cry out Cries of help shouted Falling on disbelieving ears
Fear from day to day Trapped in this metal prison Doors locked, searing eyes Smoke smothering the air Days full of tension
From fear, shock disgust.
This hate it builds Yearning for revenge A single touch triggers the whole event A calming voice yells from within “stop him, this cant be happening.”
in Open on 3/30/08
LostLostLost
A day like none before Same as all the rest A thought of rage bubbles And ends with a bloodied chest
No shouts for help Not even a tear He knew his fate He would disappear
Panic surrounds the crowd A single thought echoes in his mind To see her humbled face If she could see him now With blood soaked face He pictures himself seems a disgrace.
A brawler he was Who ends to breath Watching the crowds Their praise he needs.
Lying on this old stone floor Waiting for death. With e
in Open on 3/30/08
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"Squeeze me baby, 'till the juice runs down my leg. The way you squeeze my lemon I, I'm gonna fall right out of bed!"
Yeah, that's right. I said it.
Led Zeppelin =
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