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Joanna_dance: Solitude overwhelms me
Alone, I don't want to be
The past of a battered soul
It now longs to be hold

Like sanskrit text
Fingers wrap around my neck
"End my pain", I plead
Of lies and of deceit

This broken record when played
Repeat at scenes where I laid
Is that a tear? I fear
The strong image now disappears

Cosette: nice u write poems!

Joanna_dance: All from experience, the word simply flows. (:

Cosette: hm!poetry is hard!

Joanna_dance: It is? Idk, i use poetry as a way to take away the pain. Maybe find a reason to write poetry and it'll come naturally(:

Cosette: I don't liek pain!

Joanna_dance: I like pain. It makes me feel alive=/

Cosette: ow?you think about me this?

Joanna_dance: What do you mean?

Cosette: that I might be hurted and like it like you?

Joanna_dance: No? Why would I wish someone would be hurt like me? Anyway, I'm just telling you that pain is my muse for poetry. =/

Cosette: why youre saying thta?it's beeing some finished road in your life?

Joanna_dance: Words flow, i just write. My subconscious mind telling me.

Cosette: yes,it is an ended road!

jaydeskye: That is the reason that I write my poetry. I have suffered with depression for many years, and it helps me feel better.