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Lovely death
written by Cut_Wrist_Risk01:42 AM 1/30/05Climb the steepest hill,
cross the largest lake.
Thorugh all that you will,
have my heart for takes.
Do nothing at all,
no matter how hard I fall.
And still who I love is you,
even though im not who you go to.
I try so hard,
and do so little.
Sucess seems so far,
and you're in the middle.
Obstaining me from wants,
keeping me from needs.
My love you all will taunt,
and all I can do is grieve.
No one pays attention,
to my life's suspension.
You think it's just a phaze,
but these are my dying days. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by ForeverUnseen (1-30-2005 - 02:08 AM)
| omfg that's so good there's no words to describe it! It's visual too ^_^ |
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