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tired of death and despair
written by Poison Ivy07:18 PM 1/2/05here, in the dark
with nothing but the cold to hold me down
a dim and dying candle light is the only thing that helps me run
being swept away to be thronw back down again
running down hill and into the pitt of hell
i know full well where im headed
run from the mind of your lonleyness
and in to the arms of a blacker heart and hate
death and depsair is begging to bore me
walking down this one path of solitude
and nightmares are coming to life
its all becoming old
the excitment of blood lose
and thrills if testing your deepest fears
hearts racing to keep a steady pace
screaming of deadly snake bites and
venom entering your system is a temporary thrill
but the true thrill. . .
is waiting to see of you survive your own test
your own curiousity
give me something different for a change
something i wont get tired of. . . |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
idk what the hell i was thinking
so dont ask
lol
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