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Shall this be my answer?
written by morbidhands89804:48 AM 2/9/05The day's hard to see but I'm making it through.
There's nothing I want more than to be with you.
The world on my shoulders and the lies in my head.
These terrible feelings make me wanna be dead.
I know that I messed up and need to restart.
But all of this lying has torn me apart.
This is my soul, soulless and dry.
This bottled up feeling makes me want to die.
The cuts and the scars that are on my wrists.
The bruises and blood that stain my fists.
The hurt feeling shattered intside my soul.
This is the thing that I want. My unreliable goal. |
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basicaly it's about suicide.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (guest) (3-19-2005 - 03:43 PM)
by (guest) (3-19-2005 - 06:50 PM)
| Such feeling, it runs through your viens. and also pumps me reading it, you have an magnificent talent! i love all your poems they are marvelous! |
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