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rm711 Member
since 2002-11-30
Posts 131Wiltshire, England 
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It’s flying past me So fast I’m missing it all And it’s so frustrating I catch a glimpse of something But it’s never enough to see I’ve never been so scared Not of tomorrow But of what I’ve missed today What I could’ve done What I could’ve seen What I could’ve been by now And it’s the sickest most bitter feeling When you’ve wasted all this time But you don’t have the strength Not to waste a whole lot more Just wallowing in the loss I’m grieving for life Life lost I don’t see how I still move Still breathe I haven’t slept Because that would waste more How little time have I got left? And all this time I’m dying Every day it’s closer The hours seem like minutes now And I just hope that as I get older That the days get longer One breath and it’s over That’s how fast it seems to me I spend half the night crying I don’t know what else to do I’m scared to speak Scared to move Almost scared to breathe Just in case it’s my last Just in case my times up And maybe I hope its fast. "And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Awesome write. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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P.R.C Junior Member
since 2003-01-31
Posts 40Hull, England |
another ace poem whenever u feel like talkin im here, might not help much but ill try |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
rm - Im there with you - excellent - somehow the night is just endless isnt it??? xxoo |
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