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reality is murder

Contributed by grip-wth-broken-fingers on Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 12:16:08 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



here i stand with the blade in my hand
i didn't ever think it would be this way
didn't ever think i would be standing here today
tryed to hold it all inside but in the end somethings gotta give
maybe i thought maybe i wished but would do i know

all the memories hurt me still to this day
all the people i loved they are not the same anymore
trust is such a dirty word come from such a liar
my hope has just expired
bin a bad day that was meant to end years ago
replay over for months on end
on this day i stand with the blade in my hand
never thought it would end like this

wondering why i have been fighting for so long
why can't i just take this blade delve deep in to my skin
i guess i am scared not of death
but of life its self
reality is killing me
all i ever wanted was your help





Copyright © grip-wth-broken-fingers ... [ 2004-09-08 12:16:08]
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Re: reality is murder (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 12:23:44 PM AEST
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Ohh this was very dark and grim, powerful expression,

pixie xx


Re: reality is murder (User Rating: 1 )
by MsScissors on Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 01:19:11 PM AEST
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Push through it . It goes down just like it goes up again, and it will if you let it.


Re: reality is murder (User Rating: 1 )
by poetmarie on Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 02:01:42 PM AEST
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Dark and poignant. But there is hope. Reality/Life is a !@#$%


Re: reality is murder (User Rating: 1 )
by Broken_Skin on Thursday, 23rd September 2004 @ 07:10:33 AM AEST
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I see suffering
im very sorry
im trusting these words are true
and from the heart

x




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