careema cooper Poems

With every scar, behind it is a story
a scar on my heart, it speaks of heart ache
a true murder of my love, heart break.
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desolated in this world,
abide within my own mind,
dark, twisted emotions, my insanity is one of a kind.
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'I'm gonna draw a picture,
a picture with a twist,
I'll draw it with a razor blade,
I'll draw it on my wrist'.
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Take me in every way,

all of my parts, in every position.
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For the days I awake and the sun fails to shine, for the sky overhead that is never blue, for the rain that hides tears on my cheeks,
I cut because of you.
For the Mother that hates her first girl born, for the Father who never cares to be here, for the siblings who can't wait until I'm gone,
For all of you my blood I bare.
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Tragic memories cover the pages.
Spilled on the lines are 16 ages,
inked with blood so you can't erase,
one million facades of a single face.
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my head on your chest, listening to your heart beat
my fingers wandering apon your body tracing the muscular lines in your abdomen
your arm around me in comfort to you
i look up at you, gazing into ur brown eyes
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Demons in rage
they can't be kept
they're illusions, they can't be caged
this is what he saw when he slept...
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MOONSHINE:

shining like glitter,
making elevation beautiful,
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Clear blue skies, the high is day,
here comes 'The Rain',
skies fog and are blanketed in gray.
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