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One More Day

Contributed by Maybella on Sunday, 9th November 2003 @ 05:26:17 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



i'm starting to feel like my thoughts and my thought are ugly. i'm starting to think its over when it's just begun. i keep believing that its just a nightmare, but your eyes are telling me this is reality.

could you take this as a warning. reoccurrance will leave you dying. my words are like knives and cut the throats of those who i find lying. i've been degrated and you're simply overrated, don't think i don't hear the insults your body's implying.

another second i'll be on the floor again
another tear drop and you'll know this is the end
forgiving everyone, regretting everything
my patience wearing out, i'm sick of living
just one more day til i'll be giving up

same disappointments just another day and week and year. this life's a disappoinment, do i sense the end is drawing near? you're watching with keen eyes, afraid of hate and my demise, just one more day for you to think things through...then no more feeling guilty for all the things you said that were not true

another second i'll be on the floor again
another tear drop and you'll know this is the end
forgiving everyone, regretting everything
my patience wearing out, i'm sick of living
just one more day till i'll be giving up.

so here's your chance
the chains are lifting
you're free of burdens
you won't be missing...
i'd come to say goodbye
but your not worth it.




Copyright © Maybella ... [ 2003-11-09 17:26:17]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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