about a girl

By BLACKSAINT

blessed be the one who dare
not to hold a grudge or care
condemned are those who exercise
the right to judge and purify

the blade that severs such soft skin
of girl's who sleep around for fun
in and out ,enter me
going blind cease to see

alas, could you purify
people of the darkened sky
they hear voices from their heart
endless winter, love her...NOT

broken bloody veins, my friend
always on your side again
im not bitter, not at all
thru the air, body’s fall

i was angry with my girl
i could see her fucken world
as i told her to be sorry
i gave to her a poisoned berry

as she lays upon the floor
twisting like the cheapest whore
my eyes were cold, without no worry
as i told her to be sorry

>black saint

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Published on Tuesday, August 2, 2005. Filed under: "Ironic" and "Poetry"

Comments on "about a girl"

A former member wrote: this is weird but in a good way.....you can say it certainly has me thinking.....again good write...
On Wednesday, August 3, 2005, BLACKSAINT (39) wrote:

see a friend needed a pick-up after his girl cheated on him so i wrote this even if we dont mean it,but violence and crule words chears him up when he is down,as long as its tords what ever he is down about.or just piss any one we see off