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Aftermath
Contributed by
harsh
on
Monday, 12th July 2010 @ 12:06:06 AM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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Aftermath
It all felt good when it entered my veins at first
It was like my blood was embracing it
An enigma of light was where I was
With no pain, no remorse
My head felt light and my hands went numb
Dimmed voice echoed my name from far behind
There was no looking back now, smiled at myself
I was flying with the wind, purple and pitch black
Whirlpool of the images, dad screaming, mom crying
Flowing ahead of my eyes as though I was dying
Suddenly shaking as though my blood started to deceive
Craving just for a small embrace or maybe a little warmth
Oh how much I wanted that sweet poison again
That silver lining I had carved with a blade
I wasn’t crying but I guess it was a sad day
As my eyes were mourning on their own
Alas now my skin color is matching with the wind
There’s not a voice or a whisper nearby
People look as if there are trying to break a smile
They all fade away as I reach the enigma again
I guess this is what we call peace as everything is abstract
I m flying along the lullabies of my memory
Maybe this is what they call nirvana, I guess
An eclipse ahead of me before the nightfall
Copyright ©
harsh
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2010-07-12 00:06:06] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Aftermath
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 13th July 2010 @ 03:39:36 AM AEST (User
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Excellent! Especially for your first.
Brilliant, keep it up.
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