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Saturday, April 8, 2006

The Funeral Home
I met you at the funeral home
You stared at me from the corner of the room
i looked up at you with tears in my eyes
And took the black vail from my face
You made me want to smile
even though my heart was filled with sadness for the death of my mother
You drove the funeral car that took my Mum to the cemetary
And after long me and you were alone
I was staring into the black hole where my Mother's coffin lay
you touched my shoulder
I turned around
You kissed me
And I fell in love
I thought we would be together for ever
but one rainy Sunday I saw you kiss my sister on the church steps
And it seems all love leads to death
Because on that day you nailed me to a crusifix
Cut out my heart, tore it in two, then threw it on the ground for wild animals to chew
Now Im at a funera for two
My sister and you
But its all your fault
cos the day you broke my heart
you only left me with feelings of sadness and rage
Now Ive got my revenge
Ill take this gun to my head
and finally we're together again
In the cemetary like the day we first met

(This is more of a story than a poem, not something that really happened)
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Mirror
I look in the mirror and i cant see
so i smash it to see things clearly
then i realise its not i mirror its my face
and im bleeding all over the place
I turn to walk out the door
but its really a black hole in the floor
i hit the ground hard
and dont want to get up
but something pulls me back to reality
where i wake with a scream
and realise my own life is worse than my dream

(ps DONT steal my poems please!!!!!!)
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