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Screaming
written by AthiestAnarchist07:21 PM 2/27/05Screaming into the darkness and clouds.
I sit here in my ripped shrouds.
Smacking myself into the wall that won’t budge.
Everyone I touch, I only seem to leave a smudge.
I’m just too sheltered to make a difference. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (guest) (2-27-2005 - 07:24 PM)
| hi- yeah i sometimes feel that way too, sometimes life for me jus seems too cruel, but (if u meant what you said in this poem) i hope you'll find the light you seek - i hope things look up for you soon!~peace out |
by AthiestAnarchist (2-27-2005 - 07:26 PM)
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