He holds his own head sleeps alone in his own bed.
wraps his arms around the only thing he has left
warms in his own self relience
wallows in his own defiance
talks to himself and answers his own questions
suffers solely in his vien acception
unbinded by his human intentions
the force of a bounded a wall his own invention
he breathes alone in a wake of silence
the only sound he hears is his own beating heart dieing
what love can you find after a heart dies
the only one who can see love in him is through his own eyes

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Comment by Derek Talisman on August 16, 2011 at 0:08

Did you know that the Greco-Roman symbol for love used to be a liver, and the symbol for bravery used to be a heart? I learned this from a YouTube.com video when I searched for English 101.

I start classes on the 22 of August- next week. This week I will practice getting up on time, so I will be able to do so for my classes. I will be a half-time student, and I am interested in transferring to the College of Charleston for Computer Science. I will be transferring from Trident Technical College.

Comment by Derek Talisman on August 16, 2011 at 0:05

"Don't take it away from me, I need you to hold on to, don't tear it away from me, I need someone to hold on to... There's nothing left for me to hide... I lost my ignorance, purity and (?) I'm all alone in a world you must despise. I've read your promises, your promises and lies! Terrible lie! You make me throw it all away, my morals left to decay, ... my heart is filled with disease... I want so much to believe, to believe..." "I need someone to hold on to...

Comment by Pintar on April 17, 2011 at 18:28
Some dark and pretty poetry you have... Are these spillings recently written or just you sharing?

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