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Obituary
Contributed by
withoutaheart
on
Saturday, 15th October 2011 @ 08:19:13 AM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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I am the epitaph of darkness that dances in the light
The caustic sun that shines black on the blackest night
I am hot because I am ice, and cold because I am fire
Because I want nothing, everything I desire
I have everything, but its left me with none
A loaded bullet and an empty gun
A backdrop in the foreground of a certain death
Continues breathing with another last breath
Dead although alive, alive though dead
Finishing last, though before I was ahead
Eat my fill and still I starve, drink till drowned, yet I thirst
A blessed life, a blessed home, yet, I myself am cursed
More, more, more is all I desire
So I stay cold, as alone by the fire
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withoutaheart
... [
2011-10-15 08:19:13] (Date/Time posted on
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