miski abshir Poems

You bring you bring tears to my eyes
I can’t sit back and watch this anymore
What you do to to hurt you
Hurts me hurts you
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There is a boy
He looks at his broken world
The story of his life
Why does he live this way
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I
Wanna be
that girl
The one on tv
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Give me a daisy
I'll think you're insincere
Give me a violet
I'll think you are strange
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Anger, burning up inside
Monster, growing more powerful with every word
Control, dreadfully slipping away
Myself, slipping into the dark corners of my mind
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I was fighting with my mum that day; the day I owed my life to a stranger; I was thirteen-years-old, and I had just run away. I walked aimlessly until I found myself in front of a park I had never seen before. The park looked like it was straight out of a magazine; a picture-perfect fantasy. The sky was the most beautiful purple, and it wasn't too sunny, nor was it too dark, absolutely perfect. As I was lost in my thoughts, gazing into space, I heard a soft voice behind me; 'Hello, ' it whispered; I had not realized that I was not the only person in the park. She was sitting on the swings behind me; I turned around and was stunned. Her beauty was unparalleled, long pink hair, creamy skin, and dreamy grey eyes. I tried to say hi, but she was already in front of me, in the blink of an eye. Her face was carved to perfection, she had to have been a teenager, but she carried herself with such grace. She pushed back my messy hair, wiped the tears away, and leaned close to my ear. Her voice came again, still whispering softly, she spoke; 'Would you like to come with me, away from this terrible place, to a different world? '

At that point, I would have done anything she asked, no matter the consequence. I stared at her eyes, no longer dreamy, but focused and intoxicating; I lost myself in them. A twelve-year-old didn't stand a chance, I couldn't resist. So I gave in, and I started to go into my mind; I don't know how to explain it. She took me deeper and deeper, into the void. My mind had a dark place in it, absolutely dark, nothing was there; jut a black void. Her eyes widened and her grip loosened; I wondered if I had done something wrong. Then, in the same moment, she was flung back, torn from me. I was paralyzed with shock, but I could see her. She had sheer terror and disgust on her face. The beautiful smile, turned into an inhuman snarl. Her eyes darkened, and she looked at the space behind me. I turned around, suddenly unfrozen, and nothing was there, I looked back at where she was, or rather, had been. I walked to the place she had been glaring at, wondering who could of done this. There was absolutely nothing, nothing except:
A black rose.
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Beauty
That one moment
That vision of perfection
Beauty is fleeting
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As I lay dying
I am thinking of you
As I begin to scream
I am talking to you
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life is hell no way to heaven
hell is dark no light to see
dark is like the sky little stars
little lights that clearn the dark
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life is hard and it's just begin
life is sweet but it's not over
life is hell on way to heaven
life is dark no light to see
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