Dress of orange.

By Pureheartless

i knew it was you when i saw the dress of orange
i knew it was you because of the sound the sound of the door henge
i never fixed that metal of silver
you stubled, i cried, i scream out SOMEONE HEAL HER!

you bleed to death in front of my eyes
this fucking door i despise
it lets the creatures in
and hate out
fuck this world i begin to shout

but i get inturupted
as my love stands back up
looks at me and smiles
and tells me its alright
then lays back down and dies.

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© 2007 Pureheartless
Published on Tuesday, October 30, 2007.     Filed under: "Beat" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: I like how straight forward this is. It's a really cool piece!

  • A former member wrote: hmm..intersting to say the least.It felt rather rushed.Slow down and take the time to spell check :)

  • Moonflower On Tuesday, October 30, 2007, Moonflower (298)By person wrote:

    this is... a kind of mysterious bluntness... i like it.

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