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Closing My Eyes (Warning it is dark)
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Closing My Eyes (Warning it is dark) |
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poe Member
since 2004-09-06
Posts 180Heading to China 
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Shattered into oblivion. Head dangling like life has escaped it's grasp. Take a piece of this stained glass window that is my soul. Death is the only grip on reality that I have left. I have become a trinket of pain. Let my razor guide your hate across my being. I wish to claim that I am alive. Yet I am a corpse that looks like the rest. My eyes are nothing more then burning pools of pain. Tear my lips away from my body, as speech has already failed me. For all of the kindness, they still spit in my face. Not knowing what life is. Playing in its putrid fires. Deranged and rearranged emotions plague the mind. Touched by oblivion. Sent into spiraling whirlwind. Succumbing to the numbness. Left amongst the vagrant hearts. Reality blatantly mocking. Intoxicated in the shadowy plains. Defaced integrity causing smallness inside mentality. Altered states of being plagiarize my soul. Overwhelmed by the vexation deep inside. An emotional slaughter is a head. Hatred spews from the lips in the mirror. Living in a heavenly hell. Leaving me to die from this epidemic called life. Lying soundly in my bed. Eyes fluttering watching past times fly by. Laid to rest by my own sick dreams of reality. Tomorrow comes for those who fear it. |
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vampiana Member
since 2004-09-08
Posts 296Nothing and Nowhere |
....speechless....simply speechless...it was dark, but it was brilliantly dark...i'm in awe...absolute awe...you truly have a gift, cherish it forever. Kirst. Tomorrow, is the today we feared yesterday. |
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