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A...
Contributed by
deathdrop
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Wednesday, 14th January 2004 @ 12:22:17 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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another day,
another bruise,
another pane,
another part of me used.
a second glance,
at who they are,
a second asult,
a second of seeing stars.
a minute of teasing,
before some one comes,
a life time of feeling,
ruthlessly numb.
a pale body,
lives in a pool of blood,
none to say what happened,
they don't think that they should.
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2004-01-14 12:22:17] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: A...
(User Rating: 1 ) by thegurl on
Monday, 19th January 2004 @ 05:45:15 PM AEST (User
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we often take what happens to us and bury it inside until we can't take it and simply cease to feel.
I love this, and it does leave questions in the mind.
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Re: A...
(User Rating: 1 ) by Cobalt on
Tuesday, 27th January 2004 @ 02:18:46 PM AEST (User
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Good write. It was a very interesting poem. |
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