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¡Dejo!
Contributed by
PentecostalPunk777
on
Monday, 16th May 2005 @ 10:05:12 AM in AEST
Topic:
goodbyepoetry
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You have worn me to the blood drenched bone.
And, though you know it, you push further
Spilling my blood, killing me slowly,
Breakng my will.
Yu curse at my efforts, and knock me over when I try to get up.
You're laughing!
I give up my efforts, and you fall.
I still lay on the cold stone street bleeding, and crying, letting myself heal,
Though I never will.
You leave to many scars,
I can never forget you.
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PentecostalPunk777
... [
2005-05-16 10:05:12] (Date/Time posted on
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