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Black sheep
I walk into the room.
They flock like sheep.
Fake smiles and empty words.
We are trapped in a four walled pen.
No escape from their fake smiles and empty words.
So I find myself with a fake smile.
And when I'm in this pen, My words have no meaning.
Lara x

'Parasite'

I can see it burning in your eyes
the flesh is peeling back
and the truth unfolds
crumbles and turns black

peek inside your heart, it has atrophied
you're just a shadow of what you once were
a twisted silhouette that I wish I could forget
you're forever locked inside, I'm sentenced to no closure

The vein has ruptured inside (you)
and it leaks into me
tainting everything I know
as I question what I used to be

And it pulses through me
pushes all through me
seeping into my mind
it seems so fake to me

Why won't it let me die
this f*cked up parasitic lie
eats it's way through me
and out the other side
~Chris s

It feels like you have ripped my still beating heart from my breast.
And forced me to watch you eat it.
As I take my last breath.
If this is love, Slit your wrists so we can bleed together.
Larax written 2002 for jules

We say life is great.
When it really isn't.
We all try to pretend.
And act as if everything is fine.
I can't pretend for much longer.
As it rips my soul in two.
I may appear to be happy.
When really everything inside me hurts.
I ache inside when people ask " are you ok?"
It hurts to pretend but I can't say the truth
I can't keep pretending it drives me insane.
But what else can I do?
We say life is the greatest possesion.
But whats the point to life if you have to pretend.
Pretending slowly dissolves my spirit.
How can I live in a world where only Pretending is the key.
Whats the meaning of Love.
Always pretending that you truely care.
When really you'd rather curl up and die.
Problems don't go away but we pretend that their gone.
When their just stuffed down.
Only they just reappear.
When we are pretending we're fine!
*Dark Soul*

Beauty Trapped in Flesh.

Such beauty trapped in human flesh.
True beauty that only the heart can see.
For the eyes is corrupted by human flesh and is lead by what it see and not what is really there.
As the flesh may be beautiful but the soul could be as black and as ugly, as a nightmare.
The heart can touch the soul,
My body taunts me withe is horrible flesh, that I'm trapped in.
So I ask you just this, shut your eyes and let your heart see my soul.
lara x

War and Peace Poems.

They laugh at me.
You think I don't see.
I'm strong I'll make you see.
I feel you hate me.
My so called friend why do u do this to me?
You sit with them you don't protect me.
One day I'll make you see.
And you wont sit with them laughing at me.
You will see.
Larax written 2000

Life starts and ends.
But there is hope.
Through the Wars.
There will come peace.
Life is long.
Life is short.

Full of different emotions.
No single life is the same.
Through the Love
And the hurt.
We carry on regardless.
Problems cone and go.
We sort them most of the time.
Through each stage we grow stronger.
Yet there is always one thing we dislike.
Life is full of one to ones.
Life is full of surprizes.
LIFE!
*Dark Soul*

SONG OF THOSE WHO DIED IN VAIN

by Primo Levi

SIT DOWN AND BARGAIN
ALL YOU LIKE GRIZZLED OLD FOXES
WE'LL WALL YOU UP IN A SPLENDID PALACE
WITH FOOD, WINE, GOOD BEDS AND A GOOD FIRE.
PROVIDED THAT YOU DISCUSS, NEGOTIATE
FOR OUR AND YOUR CHILDRENS LIVES
MAY ALL THE WISDOM OF THE UNIVERSE
CONVERGE TO BLESS YOUR MINDS
AND GUIDE YOU TO THE MAZE.
BUT OUTSIDE IN THE COLD WE WILL BE WAITING FOR YOU.
THE ARMY OF THOSE WHO DIED IN VAIN.
WE OF THE MARNE, OF MONTECASSINO,
TREBLINKA, DRESEN AND HIROSHIMA.
AND WITH US WILL BE
THE LEPROUS AND THE PEOPLE WITH TRACHOMA,
THE DISAPPEARED ONES OF BUENOS AIRES,
DEAD CAMBODIANS AND DYING ETHIOPIANS,
THE PRAGUE NEGOTIATIORS,
THE BLED-DRY OF CALCUTTA,
THE INNOCENTS SLAUGHTERED IN BOLOGNA.
HEAVEN HELP YOU IF YOU COME OUT DISAGREEING.
YOU'LL BE CLUTCHED TIGHT IN OUR EMBRACE.
WE ARE INVINCIBLE BECAUSE WE ARE THE CONQUERED,
INVUNARABLE BECAUSE ALREADY DEAD.
WE LAUGH AT YOUR MISSILES.
SIT DOWN AND BARGAIN
UNTIL YOUR TONGUES ARE DRY.
IF THE HAVOC AND THE SHAME CONTINUE,
WE'LL DROWN YOU IN OUR PUTREFACTION

Trust no-one

Trust no-one
Everyone will lie once or more
All people hurt coz of cheats and liers.

Trust no-one
The pain worsens
Boyz are the corze

Trust no-one
They say their sorry
But its not the truth

Trust no-one
Girls feel the pain
Boyz leave with no regret

Trust no-one
Emotions run low
The hurt is high

Blue Moon

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Love and Hate Poems Black sheep I walk into the room. They flock like sheep. Fake smiles and empty words. We are trapped in a four walled pen. No escape from their fake smiles and empty words. So I find myself with a fake smile. And when I'm in this pen, My words have no meaning. Lara x 'Parasite' I can see it burning in your eyes the flesh is peeling back and the truth unfolds crumbles and turns black peek inside your heart, it has atrophied you're just a shadow of what you once were a twisted silhouette that I wish I could forget you're forever locked inside, I'm sentenced to no closure The vein has ruptured inside (you) and it leaks into me tainting everything I know as I question what I used to be And it pulses through me pushes all through me seeping into my mind it seems so fake to me Why won't it let me die this fcked up parasitic lie eats it's way through me and out the other side ~Chris s It feels like you have ripped my still beating heart from my breast. And forced me to watch you eat it. As I take my last breath. If this is love, Slit your wrists so we can bleed together. Larax written 2002 for jules We say life is great. When it really isn't. We all try to pretend. And act as if everything is fine. I can't pretend for much longer. As it rips my soul in two. I may appear to be happy. When really everything inside me hurts. I ache inside when people ask " are you ok?" It hurts to pretend but I can't say the truth I can't keep pretending it drives me insane. But what else can I do? We say life is the greatest possesion. But whats the point to life if you have to pretend. Pretending slowly dissolves my spirit. How can I live in a world where only Pretending is the key. Whats the meaning of Love. Always pretending that you truely care. When really you'd rather curl up and die. Problems don't go away but we pretend that their gone. When their just stuffed down. Only they just reappear. When we are pretending we're fine! Dark Soul* Beauty Trapped in Flesh. Such beauty trapped in human flesh. True beauty that only the heart can see. For the eyes is corrupted by human flesh and is lead by what it see and not what is really there. As the flesh may be beautiful but the soul could be as black and as ugly, as a nightmare. The heart can touch the soul, My body taunts me withe is horrible flesh, that I'm trapped in. So I ask you just this, shut your eyes and let your heart see my soul. lara x			Love and Death Poems. Slit my wrists and hope to die. Im sorry is that not enough to make you cry. Do you wish to watch my blood run,me lying their helpless, almost dumb. Shall I cut them with a rusty knife? Shall I cut them on glass from a bottle of rum? Ill smash my head into the mirror and destroy that perfect image you hold so close to you. There are so many pretty pills all line up in a row 1, 2, down they go. Some many people who deserve my life so much more than me. Im being selfish cant you see? Take away my life, take away my soul. Watch me as I die real slow. I'm sorry I'm not enough to make you cry. I'll lie here quiet, peaceful till I die. I wont put up a fight, I will just watch it slip away. There is nothing left here to make me stay Larax Roses are red, Voilets are blue. Slit my wrists all beacause of you. Slit them with the thorns of this beautiful rose, but the blood that runs isn't my own. Larax I would have slit my wrists and bled for you. But the blood that would have run wouldnt be true. You told me you loved me. I convinced myself I loved you too. But now I have seen with my own eyes. The rose tinted glasses are gone and so is your disguise. Open my eyes to the light which I havent seen for so long. I see who are and what I have become. You where so sure I was smitten with you. You thought you would try to be cruel. You where mistaken and now you are the fool. I will never slit my wrist and bleed for you. Face it now, you where never true. Larax Hate myself and want to die. I loath each day so much it makes me want to cry. I try my best to hide this pain during the day. But at night I let it cut away. Want to feel something, anything else but this. Can I have that poison kiss? All you ever see is a joyful happy kind of girl. Sorry to disappoint you, she doesn't love this world Larax
			War and Peace Poems. They laugh at me. You think I don't see. I'm strong I'll make you see. I feel you hate me. My so called friend why do u do this to me? You sit with them you don't protect me. One day I'll make you see. And you wont sit with them laughing at me. You will see. Larax written 2000 Life starts and ends. But there is hope. Through the Wars. There will come peace. Life is long. Life is short. Full of different emotions. No single life is the same. Through the Love And the hurt. We carry on regardless. Problems cone and go. We sort them most of the time. Through each stage we grow stronger. Yet there is always one thing we dislike. Life is full of one to ones. Life is full of surprizes. LIFE! Dark Soul SONG OF THOSE WHO DIED IN VAIN by Primo Levi SIT DOWN AND BARGAIN ALL YOU LIKE GRIZZLED OLD FOXES WE'LL WALL YOU UP IN A SPLENDID PALACE WITH FOOD, WINE, GOOD BEDS AND A GOOD FIRE. PROVIDED THAT YOU DISCUSS, NEGOTIATE FOR OUR AND YOUR CHILDRENS LIVES MAY ALL THE WISDOM OF THE UNIVERSE CONVERGE TO BLESS YOUR MINDS AND GUIDE YOU TO THE MAZE. BUT OUTSIDE IN THE COLD WE WILL BE WAITING FOR YOU. THE ARMY OF THOSE WHO DIED IN VAIN. WE OF THE MARNE, OF MONTECASSINO, TREBLINKA, DRESEN AND HIROSHIMA. AND WITH US WILL BE THE LEPROUS AND THE PEOPLE WITH TRACHOMA, THE DISAPPEARED ONES OF BUENOS AIRES, DEAD CAMBODIANS AND DYING ETHIOPIANS, THE PRAGUE NEGOTIATIORS, THE BLED-DRY OF CALCUTTA, THE INNOCENTS SLAUGHTERED IN BOLOGNA. HEAVEN HELP YOU IF YOU COME OUT DISAGREEING. YOU'LL BE CLUTCHED TIGHT IN OUR EMBRACE. WE ARE INVINCIBLE BECAUSE WE ARE THE CONQUERED, INVUNARABLE BECAUSE ALREADY DEAD. WE LAUGH AT YOUR MISSILES. SIT DOWN AND BARGAIN UNTIL YOUR TONGUES ARE DRY. IF THE HAVOC AND THE SHAME CONTINUE, WE'LL DROWN YOU IN OUR PUTREFACTION Trust no-one Trust no-one Everyone will lie once or more All people hurt coz of cheats and liers. Trust no-one The pain worsens Boyz are the corze Trust no-one They say their sorry But its not the truth Trust no-one Girls feel the pain Boyz leave with no regret Trust no-one Emotions run low The hurt is high Blue Moon