Plastered PaintA Poem by GreenSkeleton16poem about being scared that after death love is no more and what we made on earth doesn't matter anymore.Lost in a world plastered in paint. Smeared from this existence, without a complaint. Time involves distance, life stays the same. People tend to think of love as a game.
Fear that one day life is no more, remembered by people you chose to ignore. Can’t let you know this pain that I feel, cant bare to show you the hurt I conceal. Won’t let you see I’m scared to be here. Won’t let you whisper your love in my ear. Can’t let you do this, it’s you that I miss. Reminisce how I felt after love's first kiss. © 2012 GreenSkeleton16Featured Review
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7 Reviews Added on February 11, 2011 Last Updated on March 10, 2012 AuthorGreenSkeleton16Arlington, TXAboutMy passion is Music. My heart is poetry. My mind is spiritual, and this earth needs love. more.. |

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