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The Cycle
Contributed by
Elf
on
Tuesday, 2nd March 2004 @ 05:16:43 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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I lay broken, all alone.
My sight is clouded red,
but still I can see the blade.
I gaze into nothingness
as the blood begins to spill.
I feel it running down my hand;
dripping to the floor to mingle
with the tears I've shed.
Slowly, I find myself surrounded in red.
Liquid pain, flowing from me,
Leaving me numb to all around me.
Soon, my red turns to black,
and I see nothing, think nothing, am nothing.
As I take my final breath,
I wake to find myself in this living hell again.
Slowly, I will heal.
Only to begin the cycle again.
Exerpt from; Twisted Mind-- The Diary Of A Suicide
Copyright ©
Elf
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2004-03-02 17:16:43] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Cycle
(User Rating: 1 ) by Remy on
Tuesday, 2nd March 2004 @ 05:21:32 PM AEST (User
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Oi, such darkness... thanks for sharing this! i loved it! ;0)
~Remy~ |
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