I stand alone in a crowd
Yet I can't figure it out
I feel like there's no one there
That's prolly because they never cared

Yet when they see the tears that form in my eyes
They pretend to feel sorrow, they all just lie
They say words that I could live without
And I am through feeling alone when I stand in a crowd

"What's wrong with you"
"She just wants attention"
"Don't get too close"
"She might snap at your mentions"

Yeah, I know what they say
But they don't know me anyway
I stand alone in a crowd
Trying to figure myself out

I see so many faces, of liars and jerks
Yet they all pretend to care when making fun of me doesn't work

Is it some kind of high
To make fun of the hurt
Is it nice to lie
About not trying to be a jerk

It must feel so good
To not be able to feel pain
Because the pain that they give to me
Feels like acid rain

It burns through my skin
And it sets my anger on fire
And the ones that I let in
Betray me and become liars

What is the point of standing out
When you feel alone in a crowd
So many others surrounding you
Yet you don't even know what to do

Yeah, so I stand alone in the crowd
But I have my dignity so I shout
What's the point of trusting them
When the pain they give, just starts to begin

 

 

i got really bored

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 Everybodys got really great poems! :) 

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XD...that...is so wrong yet so funney!, lol, I love it XD!. keep on the good work =p, there is still mutch potental!.

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Theres a hole in the world like a Great black pit and ists filled with people who are filled with ***!.

^Thanks to Eva ^__^ <3

~~Untitled~~ 

I clean my face with a Razorblade
Just to proove im not afraid.

I colm my hair with a wire brush
Just to feel the rush

Dont get me wrong im not Masacistic
Or sadistic
Im a Sycopath who just loves the pain and watches it bleed.

From the inside out
It poors like fluid
from a spout

Let, it, out

I just want to
shout

The only thing thats left is this bullet and my head
but wil I feel pain if im already dead?

Can I feel pain in heavon
or bleed in hell?

Can I continue to defie you when im buried in the ground!
The sound
of hells hound

just behind my back
it is ready to attack 

A bark a bight
I turn around to fight

and all im seeing is myself in my bed
with a gun in my hand and pointed to my head!.

Im not a coward
im not going out this way

Im liveing with pain
Day by day!.

Im not a coward.
Im just like any man with issues

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Theres a hole in the world like a Great black pit and ists filled with people who are filled with ***!.

^Thanks to Eva ^__^ <3

I clean my face with a razor blade, but I don't use a wire brush.

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@Break: Yeah, I could've done better at "hunger" and "terror." I figured it was close enough and it got the point across. Thanks for the input though.

@Zeno: Thanks man. Yeah I dont like sad poems so much. Once in a while they are ok but I dont like overkill. For some reason, I get more of a scary story idea's goin. I think I should have posted that peom on halloween. Lol

Break:

I clean my face with a razor blade, but I don't use a wire brush.

Ditto. I'm more of an old school kinda guy. Never did like electric razors. Those are for pansies

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Bite the dust

One by one you bite the dust
Scream and run if you must

Laughing and crying as I fire away
Still on the floor lifeless you'll stay

Go for the door, run up the stares
Ive locked you all in, your fait is theres

Takeing a moment to laugh at myself
Still no one fights back, there all to afraid
There end will be quickend they scream to the "pop"
I just dont get it, because im not gonna stop!

One by one they bite the dust.
Scream and run as if they must.

Laughing in glee as they try to get free
Why am I doing this what do I have to gain?

Nothing

Ive just simply...went....in....sain...

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Theres a hole in the world like a Great black pit and ists filled with people who are filled with ***!.

^Thanks to Eva ^__^ <3

another stunning performance by Mr. Nasty.

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.... that was amazing  O_O

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A gorey Demise by Creature Featere was the calpret to the Poem.

No matter what happens my love never seems to fade
Even if my mind my body and soul degrade
Sometimes it feel like its all a sharade.

But still my love and hope are strong
my heart tells me I am not wrong

When things go black
I try to shine

Even when you convay your fine.

But even when I shine for you
its always to dim
When times are looking too grim


Still

My love never faulters
if nothing els it ownly baulsters.

Even if I feel down or blue
I am always trying to stand strong for you.
Even when there is nothing I can do
I know some one will mend that hole for you.

But Even if I cant fill that whole
I still love you
for what you do
and what you dont.

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~~spoiled rotten.~~

Do I waist your time
Are you what you say, you are

Are you building me to help
or are you just readying a big scar?

Did you do it on purpose
or was it a mistake?

Are you real my friend
or are you just a fake?

I feel so alone, so lost
so forgotten

But maybe it because...
im spoiled rotten.

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Theres a hole in the world like a Great black pit and ists filled with people who are filled with ***!.

^Thanks to Eva ^__^ <3

friend william shakespear second 

young or old brave or shy a true friend will never lie.Black or white,plump or thin, friendship is a strange old thing.                               Quick or slow or calm or loud rich or poor or sad or proud. the main point is that they are your friend.   and whit some luck untill the end

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life´s a piece of *** when you look at it.
life´s a laught and death´s a joke it´s true
you´ll see it´s all a show.
keep´em laughting as you go just remember that the last laught is on you and...

ALWAYS LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE OF DEATH!

JUST BEFORE YOU DRAW YOUR TERMINAL BREATH!

i writting something but i don't think it is a poem.

 

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crazy ***:

i writting something but i don't think it is a poem.

 

Il be the judge of that! lol

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Theres a hole in the world like a Great black pit and ists filled with people who are filled with ***!.

^Thanks to Eva ^__^ <3

Vergil-demon in blue:

crazy ***:

i writting something but i don't think it is a poem.

 

Il be the judge of that! lol

ok but i go post it later

i most go

bye everywon

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whatever

here he go

 dead

whats dead

is it something you can hold

or else

something you can touch

or else NO its something unexpected

it comes and in the same time its gone

it comes to make some victims and its gone

it is not pretty but must happen to every one

everybody is going to die

some happy,some sad,others angry

what is going to happen

 

but the last line is not finisht.that moment the bel rings on school so never have finisht it.

 

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