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Cocaingels
Contributed by
andthefoolshallburn
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Monday, 7th February 2005 @ 06:41:18 PM in AEST
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ambiguous
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I wish the skies were grey, but for now they're solid black.Fire falls from the sky, abortion through suicide. Oh what a wonderful stage we play upon.
Every day I wish my heart wasn't crossed, and my wrists are so scared of your razorblades. I'm tired of flying on your paper wings. But I'm tired of trying to walk on my own.
In case you haven't noticed, self-destruction is my world, and the savior complex adds too much to my guilt. This flesh feels so warm, but I know it's killing me. You're loving every minute of it, aren't you?
Take your pills. It's my time to go.
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Re: Cocaingels
(User Rating: 1 ) by autumngreeneyes on
Monday, 7th February 2005 @ 07:21:42 PM AEST (User
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I'd like to know how you want me to take it..so often we misintrepret others writng.. |
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Re: Cocaingels
(User Rating: 1 ) by sicknivesevered on
Wednesday, 9th February 2005 @ 12:19:13 AM AEST (User
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Kudos on the creative title.
*mutters curses and wants to steal it* |
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