You always hang over my shoulder, like a vengeful guardian angel,
instead of ready to lend a hand, you are itching to stab my back.
After I survived your initiation, you cut open my eyes,
and taught me a whole new world, strapped to a torturing rack.
As we pass all the people in the street, I see no angel there more terrifying.
For all the protection love and kindness will buy them, you'll rip right through them and leave them dying.
Thank you for the sleepless nights, and all the hopeless days - what is a normal life to me?
The raping of my innocence, the taking of my sanity - making do without it sets me free.
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If you weren't a spambot, I'd take that as a challenge of who could write the better emo poem.
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Anonymous2009-06-13 1:17
My girlfriend, my girlfriend
How I love that word
Girl: beautiful, sensitive, caring
Friend: always there for me, to the end
All those nights alone, in bed
Are no more
Goodnight moon
Goodnight girlfriend
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Anonymous2009-06-13 1:22
What more do you want, you've taken all I have?
My body, my mind, my soul
My heart, my purity, my being
Be gone, spirit! Torment me no more
Doth quote the raven: Out the door! Out the door!
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Anonymous2009-06-13 1:30
I have a little friend
His name is Petey Pickle
If you want to make him laugh
Just give him a tickle
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Anonymous2013-12-21 12:38
"You do not see angels so much as feel their prsence. They are a bit like sunlight that refracts on you through a crystal vase."
- Father Renzo Lavatori a top Catholic Church "angelologist" on the sidelines of a conference on angels in Rome. He said the heavenly beings are now back in vogue, thanks to New Age religions.