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Brain Damaged

Contributed by gurlg0newr0ng on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 10:27:02 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



All the mistakes I've made
there only cause I feel so caged
stuck inside this narrow tube
so every move I make is the wrong move
Locked up tight on the outside
In the Inside trying to survive
to live despite this chaotic suffication
and defend against all of the accusations
as I sit alone staring into space
I sit alone with no expression on my face
Foolish to waste even just one more breath
Sucked so dry there's absolutley nothing left
It's just like I have no control
nothing to grasp so I can take hold
I'd give anything to dissapear without a trace
where I go I don't care just any other place
The life I have is meaningless
the fact that GOD breathed air into my lungs makes no sense
was I ever really meant to live?
whether or not my life I'd gladly give
because tomorrow it's already clouded
I never get to see the sun I'm not allowed it
Everything seems so bright on the surface
you can't see the tarnish until you look closer...




Copyright © gurlg0newr0ng ... [ 2004-12-19 22:27:02]
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Re: Brain Damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by Trisha on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 10:38:25 PM AEST
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sorry to hear that


Re: Brain Damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by Stonedraider23 on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 10:42:46 PM AEST
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well hey good write my life is meaningless too


Re: Brain Damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by TaintedSoul on Monday, 20th December 2004 @ 06:14:09 AM AEST
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Despair drips from this write. Tarnish can be buffed out of the finest silver, but that takes more time than it does to tarnish.

peace
TS




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