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Harsh Words
SE (Jan 4,1992 / Philly)

Harsh Words

Poem By Shannon Edelman

Harsh words and violent blows
Hidden secrets nobody knows
Eyes are open, hands are fisted
Deep inside I`m warped and twisted
So many tricks and so many lies
Too many whens and too many whys
Nobody`s special, nobody`s gifted
I`m just me warped and twisted
Sleeping awake and choking on a dream
Listening loudly to a silent scream
Call my mind, the numbers unlisted
Lost in someone so warped and twisted
On my knees alive but dead
Look at the invisible blood I`ve bled
I`m not gone, my mind has drifted
Don`t expect much, I`m warped and twisted
Burnt out, wasted, empty and hollow
Today`s just yesturday`s tomorrow
The sun died out, the ashes sifted
I`m still here warped and twisted

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holy hell... i REALLY like this poem! ! WOAH..
Wow, this poem is just great, such a great musicality to it! and I love the imagery and the expressions you used! 10! ~~Elya Thorn~~