This is that poem I wrote. I made it all perrrrrtty and what not. I hope you like it.
Nest of Salt
Friday, June 11, 2004
Nest of Salt
About Me
- Name: Jess
- Location: Fort Worth, Texas, United States
"I'm feeling crossed. I take it inside, burn up the pain. My thoughts are strange. Just like the things I used to love, just like the tree that fell, I heard it. If art is still inside, I feel it. I wanna bleed, show the world all that I have inside. I wanna scream, let the blood flow that keeps me alive. Take all these strings they call my veins, wrap them around every f***ing thing. Presence of people not for me. Well, I must remain in tunes forever. My love is music. I will marry melody. Won't you let me take you for a ride? You can stop the world, try to change my mind. Won't you let me show you how it feels? You can stop the world, but you won't change me. I need music, loving music, I need music to set me free, to let me bleed." - Cold, 13 Ways to Bleed on Stage: Bleed
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