Thursday, May 5, 2011

Foul is my only memory.



Beads of sweat run down my cheek
Relief fills my void
You've made me do this
I always felt like we were one
I never thought I'd push it this far
My eyes trace your silhouette in the stagnant water
I watch your lifeless figure floating silent
Sadly, I feel no regret, no remorse
Apathy is all encompassing
A foul aura surrounds you still
Foul is my only memory of you
The soft light is gleaming off your dark skin
My body aches
I must flee this ungodly scene
Your repugnant scent lingers and seeps through me
I wipe away your shameful remnants
I pray your porcelain god carries you far away
Goodbye, my dear.

*flushes*

17 comments:

  1. sounds like what they said when they threw bin laden in the ocean....LMAO JKING!!!

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  2. Ha, is this a poem about what I think it is?

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  3. *tears*...so inspiring; so tragic.

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  4. sorry but the afro distracted me from the song..

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  5. Soothing lol, how long did it take to write this?

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  6. poet? didn't know it!

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  7. Porcelain god, huh?

    I like that line.

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  8. hahaha aawesome

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  9. Most inspiring poem about a crap i've ever read :P

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  10. I've never felt such emotion towards..... nevermind.

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  11. lol, nice poem ;>

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