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Weak
Contributed by
skelington
on
Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 05:18:46 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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The end begins.
I can't escape as it pulls me further into anesthasia. Tear down my sense of conviction.
Corrupt my soul. The end begins.
In my eyes, in my heart. I have laid upon a deadman's bed, only to fall into a trap of lies and seduction that rivals the greatest sense of love.
Play it back until the voice becomes just a sound.
Penetrate my mind with all these images of you.
I have given up an angel's kiss.
Only to break apart your path of trust and burn myself down.
Struggle to the end; I scare myself.
I'd give it all to have it back.
I could have had it all in front of you all by myself.
Love in my eyes, lust in my heart.
I made it all up.
Lies, deceit empowers me.
So it ends.
Copyright ©
skelington
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2004-07-14 05:18:46] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Weak
(User Rating: 1 ) by drummerchic18 on
Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 08:14:26 AM AEST (User
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