Frigid!
Contributed by
arius-inues
on
Tuesday, 10th August 2004 @ 11:54:55 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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The fear is slowly increasing,
more rapid and rapid,
with each passing moment
of waking each morining,
only to go to,
a job I hate,
going home every night,
to a cold and loveless home,
and each night,
crying myself to sleep.
time moves on,
and nothing has changed,
still the same thing,
day after day,
waiting for death to come,
and pleaing it was now,
as stated before,
this is my biggest fear,
but as time progresses,
this fear turns to,
a reality and,
it seems to be,
my fate,
to live a,
loveless life.
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arius-inues
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2004-08-10 23:54:55] (Date/Time posted on
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