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On The Edge

Contributed by unknown_utopia on Tuesday, 14th August 2007 @ 01:56:14 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished



I am a rebel without a cause
emotionally cracking.....
I am on the edge
of thee unknown
ready to jump off,
so please don't judas me.

Stress is killing me
I am breaking down mentally
there is no common sense anymore
I wonder what I am living for.
I know what I want
but it's not what I need,
I wanna be in love
and never be alone
but I know
that is just a fantasy.

Severed heads chatter incessantly
causing this crippled pilgrim to bleed
as false prophets spread a crewel lye
a teardrop explodes
and I feel like I'm losing my mind.
Mentally I am melting
and
emotionally I am cracking,
there is no common sense anymore
and all this stress
is killing me.





Copyright © unknown_utopia ... [ 2007-08-14 13:56:14]
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Re: On The Edge (User Rating: 1 )
by SmileSkinDeep on Tuesday, 14th August 2007 @ 02:55:31 PM AEST
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we're all cracking and ripping at the seems. man, don't let stress bullsvhism do that to you. better things will come in time. good write though, you're not confined to the whole 'this word has to rhyme with this word no matter what' thing.


Re: On The Edge (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 22nd September 2007 @ 12:21:40 PM AEST
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Well now, didn't know I was missing all these writes.
Awesome as always but hang tuff, my dear as joy cometh in the morning.
big luv, awesome huggs,
emy


Re: On The Edge (User Rating: 1 )
by TeamJK on Saturday, 22nd September 2007 @ 12:57:50 PM AEST
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Yikes!! I can identify with this write.
JK2




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