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Rotting Away
written by pongster18202:23 AM 10/13/04Your fingertips are cold on my cheeks.
Your whispers are disturbing my thoughts.
Please stop.
Heh, why should I try since you never listen anymore.
You have control,
you took my hand and took me away.
Away...to a world that killed away all my hope and dreams.
I'm weak,
and you know.
You loved my strong spirit,
but since it has evaporated into the air...
your leaving me to rot in this pain.
Damn you. |
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this poem is kinda weird to me...but this is how i feel bout..someone.
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