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fatal addiction

Contributed by angel_facing_judgement on Sunday, 3rd September 2006 @ 03:44:49 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



Rip me apart, go on and teart me at my seams. Ive caged the pain and released the rage,its because of you i am the person i call me, ever cold and dead like you never thought id be. I tried to hold on, but in the end it was just too much, i had no choice but to let go, there was nothing left to hold.

This pain will ever make it all ok, dead silence cant ever make it all right. But wait and see, there are so many ways to survive,see? Im still alive. To you its all a game, you cant even look me in the eyes and call me by my name. This is our life, never to be the same.

Rip me into pieces. Just snip off one more small piece of my heart. Walk with me and tell me how it feels to live in the dark, about the way it feels when youre falling apart. Dont try to tell me that this is my fault when you are the one always refusing to talk. You cant keep fighting this addiction, and youll never make all those pieces you took from me a whole.

Cant you see this is a fatal addiction we have? We hold the knife and we each take a stab. Dying isnt easy, but living isnt fun, between us both stands a loaded gun. The love we have can never do us any good, we'll always be this misunderstood...trapped in this fatal addiction




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Re: fatal addiction (User Rating: 1 )
by secretwind on Monday, 4th September 2006 @ 01:17:03 AM AEST
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I feel on this flow




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