
*verses* |
*libretto* |

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Here you can read everyone's beautiful, beautiful pieces of poetry. Heehee, if they belong to me they'll be depressing or mad, or maybe both. Hmmm, good luck in your travels, young nomad, and I hope you will find a place that is safe! P.s. I've only just started to add the dates to my poetry to don't fret if you think you're going loopey! - bushwoolybaby xxx |


I Loved Him Edited August 2004 |
by Bushwoolybaby |
You ask me, so sombrely, I reply with a sigh and a saddened smile, I know you hated him, berated him with others, But waiting is a game less fun for one, And to find you gone, wronged by my presumption, But with his love I survived, |
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Alluding Absolution |
by Bushwoolybaby |
Senses dulled, When she died, Now a wake, But she sits alone, |
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Sweet Silver |
by Bushwoolybaby |
A dagger lies Death has kissed my dagger this night, It's so cold here, so cold now. Pitiful coward, weak as a daisy. Did it feel as sweet as the silver acts? You stare now, so unseeingly. I doubt I can refrain much longer, |
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Epitaph |
by Bushwoolybaby |
They judged him for his insanity, They mocked him for his conceptions, They'd rebuke him for what he'd say, They prophesied his death, |
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Dark Angel July 2002 |
by Bushwoolybaby |
Swirls of jagged darkness Caressing her perfect body "Don't struggle, lad," she whispers She calls him as he tries to run, "Hush, my child, Her beauty caught him in her web With her hunger never satisfied, "Hush, my child, |
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Frozen |
by Bushwoolybaby |
Do not think you know me, dearest, Do not look too deeply, How could it be possible So never think you get me, dearest, |
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Fell Into The Sky |
by Bushwoolybaby |
I fell into the sky, my heart, I fell into the sky, my love, I fell into the sky, my dear, I fell into the sky, my heart, |
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Heart |
by Bushwoolybaby |
Keep all your woeful excuses, heart, Hide me from your falsehood, heart, So save me from your drama, heart, So cry your acidic tears, heart, |
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Sleep |
by LunaLuka |
"Slow as sleep, |
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A Split In The Road |
by LunaLuka |
Swelling up inside me, |
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Sing On |
by Bushwoolybaby |
Why must you sing so incessantly? I find it hard to be But why must you sing, Please leave me be, It wrenches my heart but I know And to face my grave with calm resignation |
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Prayer August 2004 |
by Bushwoolybaby |
NOTE: I did not write this to be offensive, only through my point of view. I am sorry if you find it offence. O tell me my divine, O teach me gracious lord, O learn me my sweet saint, And if we, So, my mighty deity, |
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His Contradiction June 2004 |
by Bushwoolybaby |
His lips of blue were full of life. He hated the cold and loved the snow. His life was short and lasted years. He kept his word and always lied, He was forever so cheerful and forever so sad. |
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Reaper Dec 2003 |
by Bushwoolybaby |
Time to rest, my darling, Mine is cold. Does it give you a perverse pleasure I hear it whispered on the winds, And for him? |
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Bitter Theatre May 2004 |
by Bushwoolybaby |
I hold a shameful secret; My arms are scarred and withered, And the friendship I presented, I bleed because I feel, If you were to care, So say your cares and cautions; For every single moment, |
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