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Through the Day
Contributed by
TG
on
Friday, 21st January 2005 @ 03:25:41 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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In this world, there's no such thing as halfway cooked,
you'll see the truth if you take a look.
Stick a fork in me and I'm done,
I guess its me, I'm the one.
I'm the one tired, hated, and confused,
feeling hurt...better yet used.
Hurt, confused, lonely...broken,
its like I want to cry out, but I keep chokin'.
A voice unheard is a heart unseen,
got me wishing I could come clean.
Come clean from the present...clean from the past,
so this shadow of darkness will no longer be cast.
Feeling like I've been thrown out to the seas,
and I'm overcome by my enemies.
So what do I do, what do I say,
when I feel I can't make it through the day.
Copyright ©
TG
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2005-01-21 15:25:41] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Through the Day
(User Rating: 1 ) by shelby on
Friday, 21st January 2005 @ 03:36:17 PM AEST (User
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spoken volumes in a small amount and yes I can relate to this
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Re: Through the Day
(User Rating: 1 ) by Moshi_Moshi on
Friday, 21st January 2005 @ 04:33:00 PM AEST (User
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Wow I feel like this 90% of the time. Great write! |
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