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Sensing my destruction
written by cryptic_misery08:51 PM 6/18/04| Struggling to find myself. Looking in every window..hearing every voice...touching souls..and tasting pain...life isn't worth living anymore...I should just give it all up, but my obsession with self destruction is way to precious to throw away...I talk to rain, and live all or nothing |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Trapezium (6-27-2004 - 05:41 PM)
| this rain... it is yourself isn't it? i used a phrase "i talk to this rain" and i meant that the rain was me, most of my hundreds of poems are secret though, rather like the one that this quote came from |
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