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Contributed by
karinagutierrez121
on
Sunday, 13th December 2009 @ 11:22:40 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Hurt is gonna swallow your heart alive.
And something in the air is gonna poison all our skies.
Clear the city and pray for your life.
Youve been having a nightmare for the past few nights and
in this everyone you love has said goodbye.
Youre desperately trying to wake up from this horrid lie.
The doctors surround you and say,"I'd like to see you try".
You end up fearing for your life,
kicking and screaming hoping to feel somehow alive
while tears fall from your eyes.
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2009-12-13 11:22:40] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: No title
(User Rating: 1 ) by Rakerman1999 on
Sunday, 13th December 2009 @ 01:20:35 PM AEST (User
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This write of yours shows great potential. You only need to gather you thoughts a bit more neatly together....remove some of the clutter and you will write like a master.
Well done none the less
Roses
Larry |
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