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Painbearer
Contributed by
beaves
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Wednesday, 3rd September 2003 @ 09:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
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4. Painbearer
Eve of the cold I take a walk outside;
To escape the inner fight..
Wind blows the snow over my troubled soul;
Pain that won't leave me alone..
Under the burden that makes me insane;
I fade away..
They pull me into their lonely world of pain;
A horror parade..
Sorrow in my torn soul;
And a war within..
To whom can I turn?
Hollow in my thorn crown;
The load of grief..
The pain that I bear..
All the confessions poured upon my soul;
The turmoil inside..
To whom can I turn to on my own sorrow;
I pray for my soul..
Sorrow in my torn soul;
And a war within..
To whom can I turn?
Hollow in my thorn crown;
Can I turn to You?
The Painbearer
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2003-09-03 09:35:00]
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Re: Painbearer
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by joydeep_nath on
Wednesday, 3rd September 2003 @ 10:10:19 AM AEST
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| that was nice.....good write....so wats yr pain? |
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Re: Painbearer
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by jaeann on
Thursday, 4th September 2003 @ 11:54:10 AM AEST
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under the burden that makes me insane....
awesome words.....sorrow in my torn soul....good work!!! |
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