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to ashesas we searched, we burned. we held each other up when it was hard, until we both burned to ashes.

       and one day, we found it. the answer. something we actually believed in. something.

            with eyes like granite and bones like lead, you turned to me with a smile.

                    finally, finally, we knew, but in truth, what did we know?

                         through everything and through nothing at all,
 
                              we'd stand and we'd walk, because

                                   there was no chance
       
                                           of return.

                     
Our Twisted FateOur Twisted Fate

Everyday I stand alone,
I fight with you
in your evil ways.
No matter how many times
I fix you,
my effort never stays.

I gently try
to figure you out,
taking things very slow.
And even when
I get frustrated,
I keep my voice a calming low.

But you're a twisted thing
that never gives,
I'm pretty sure that I hate you.
As I raise my voice
I begin to curse,
I'm pretty sure you hate me too.

Then finally I had to much
with you,
"Enough" I screamed!
And "ENOUGH"
I yelled.
As the blade gleamed.

The laces slowly fell,
it's over
it's done
I won
There isn't a knot
in my shoe anymore.

Jeremy Brewer
Poetry Embrace
SICKIt’s too late the disease you gave me
Has already S  P  R  E  A  D

The contamination is rattling, bouncing,
And festering inside my head

The bacterial contamination
Born from the lies you were fed

This virus you gave me
I’m so sick I can’t be treated by any med.

I can’t close the wound you made
And it’s oozing contaminated red

The bacterial contamination
that you gave
me is called
HATRED

And it wants you
DEAD
Chained to the devil.Who could ever
love
the girl with the tendency
to fall apart
suddenly.

The girl who's demons
are the only thing
holding her to her life
but the only thing preventing her from living it.

How could anyone love the girl
who dreams of the day when the devil will stop torturing her
and love her instead?

How could anyone love that girl?
How could anyone love me?
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A Poem of my Yesterday's Dream...

:iconsosadsocold:

Yesterday's Mirror

I find it hard to look in the mirror,
seeing yesterday through my eyes,
remembering and always wondering if it was the right embrace.

I take short glimpses into the mirror,
to find something fresh yet I do not,
I see the sorrow, I see the tears. I don't know who's looking back.

I see a small crack in the mirror,
I want to look but I am unsure,
if it actually is the mirror or if its once more a broken me.


She is who I dont want to be,
she is crestfallen, scared, she is lost.

I keep looking and I keep searching,
just standing staring at this girl.

Pleading with her for forgiveness,
for closure and for peace.


I want tomorrow's mirror,
to show strength, passion, kindness, love,
but as I ponder I still just see yesterday....


Regretful and rejected,
When will this ever cease?
:iconsosadsocold:
Thursday was quite the blur, it was a hard day to grasp.. and that is why I have this to remind me. to grow from...
:iconwaeffe:
=Waeffe Aug 19, 2012
A place I know only too well myself....The pain and confusion is very easy to feel in your words.
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