Biography
Alot of people say, "Don't always see the bad things in life." Well. I think the bad things in life can open you up to new forms of writing. Life is like a rose. A rose can be beautiful and smell beautiful. But sooner or later it dies and no longer looks beautiful to most human eyes. But it keeps its beautiful smell.
Samples
Crimson Blood & Poison Tears Rain, rain, go away. Because of you the pain will stay. Slit my throat, cut out my heart, Leave me here, tear it apart. Poison tears stream down my face My heart beats at a steady pace As I try to stand again; Alone and standing in the rain. I don’t need you anymore, Is what I think while tears pour. I hate you like I hate my life; But love is what cuts like a knife. Love is death and death is you; Its pain stains like a black tattoo. And bind me in the ropes of pain. Crimson blood streams down my head Like a long, silk ribbon, tied by a thread, To a platinum bullet, a hole in my skull … Now just a memory that’s faded and dull.
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Graham Sherwood
Fri 5th Sep 2014 09:22
Hello Sad Poet,
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