Al Khem- Silver

Jun 26, 2009 23:51

WARNING: POETRY

This is not really an indication of my mental state. Its just a damn good poem. I’m not trying to say anything other than “I make intense sounding rhymes.”



Silver

My skin is silver
My muscles are wires
Metaphorical sparks
Can start real fires
My kindness killed her
With all my desires
With rhetorical arts
That make lovers liars
Singing of sweetness
While drowning their fear
While hiding their weakness
As silence draws near
They always repeat this
It's perfectly clear
They’ll never defeat this
Their pain is too dear
We promised each other
More than we could give
Love is not lover
Now we can’t forgive
Now we can’t forget
So let’s say goodbye
So let’s just regret
And let's not ask why
My skin is silver
My muscles are wires
Metaphorical sparks
Can start real fires
My kindness killed her
With all my desires
With rhetorical arts
That make lovers liars

poetry

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