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Fever Dreams |
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nevermore93 Member
since 2007-10-24
Posts 73 |
Fury, anger, betrayed by love, I shout to the sky, why oh why am I alive, only to suffer in life. Sweat runs down my back, the one she stabbed a thousand times, because of those lustful eyes. Visions in my head, feeling dead, I carry my own weight across the room, only to feel it crush me. Demon, succubus, I hate her, yet love her in the same breath, for she has become all that I am. Laughter, the chandelier shatters, as her loud shrill screams echo within the recesses of my mind. Now when I look upon her, I see her lover, and the imprint he left upon the purity that once was. Frozen in time, dreams of happiness have died; She broke my heart. She broke my heart. I cry. Tears, I cry. More tears, I cry. Mourning for love, I cry. The tears run dry, I die. Emotions are gone, but the physical body lives on. [This message has been edited by nevermore93 (04-16-2010 05:52 PM).] |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
loved your last line...summed the write up perfectly...and all of it (while somewhat dark) was well written and very much enjoyed |
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