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Wounds For Death
Contributed by
HobGobby
on
Friday, 28th January 2005 @ 01:10:10 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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This feeling inside
is eating me alive
theres no escape
theres no truth.
Its like pain and suffering
then again its peaceful and serene
I have no explaination
just a horrible sensation.
There's no where to run,
no where to hide
So where do I go
In this so called life?
This feeling inside
is eating me alive
theres no escape
theres no truth
I've been cut from inside
my blood is seeping through
these are my last words,
this is my last step.
I'm wounded now
left to crawl to my death,
theres are my last words,
this is my last breath.
Copyright ©
HobGobby
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2005-01-28 01:10:10]
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Re: Wounds For Death
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by bluebird on
Friday, 28th January 2005 @ 01:54:20 AM AEST
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woah,i dont even know what to write here.
this is so sad but beautiful.
you explained it so deeply.
~keep the faith~
bec |
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Re: Wounds For Death
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by flamingblade on
Saturday, 10th December 2005 @ 04:35:46 PM AEST
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| this is a very true poem . i'm all choked up right now.nice write. |
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