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Rusty Chains
Contributed by
addicted2selfharm
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Monday, 12th September 2005 @ 02:07:18 PM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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The rusty chains.
The broken seats.
Cold ground beneath our feet.
The sound of them blowing in the wind.
What I wouldn't do to be there again.
My sandals lying on the ground.
Kicking them as I twirled around.
Smiles and laughs, wishing I could have just one photograph.
My hair blowing in the wind as you pushed me higher.
That fear that I had when I jumped off, and into your arms.
I wish I could go back to that day, how fun it was, how much we played.
Until you return I'll swing by myself, on top this dusty old shelf.
Please come back, I'm sorry for what I've done, I didn't mean to fall from this shelf with the rope tied.
If only instantly I would have died, instead I slowly faded away, swinging back and forth as I cried.
The rusty chains still look the same, in this dark place, where only I play...
The swing still squeaks as I push myself back and forth...
Please come and push me my darling, even in death I'll still be waiting...for one last push...
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Re: Rusty Chains
(User Rating: 1 ) by WAE on
Monday, 12th September 2005 @ 03:01:11 PM AEST (User
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Very descriptive and clean... It made me feel nostalgic... Well done...
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Re: Rusty Chains
(User Rating: 1 ) by Gigi_15 on
Monday, 12th September 2005 @ 03:18:41 PM AEST (User
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This is a very good write..keep it up..:) |
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