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Manna Tastes Like Lemonade
Contributed by
kratur
on
Wednesday, 25th May 2005 @ 11:53:56 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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I am empty inside
This I know
So then tell me, I pray you
Why does it hurt so?
Hey Mom
Put more drugs on my plate
Hey Dad
Teach me how to hate
Big machine
Bright light
Air goes in
Because my lungs can’t fight
Thinking of you
Makes my insides feel like they’re caught in gears
I know that no matter how much I cry
I’ll still be the only one there to wipe away my tears
Hey Mom
Tell the razor my wrists are plump
Hey Dad
My heart is just a blood clump
Skin so pale
No hair on my head
Things inside my arms
To make sure I’m fed
I slept through life and awoke to death
And now I shall be under the brown leaves for all the ages
If my life were a calendar
No one would turn the pages
Hey Mom
Please sweep me under the rug
Hey Dad
I beg you to pull the plug
People around me dressed in white
Soon they will all don black
This life was once mine
But now God has come to take it back
Copyright ©
kratur
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2005-05-25 23:53:56] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Manna Tastes Like Lemonade
(User Rating: 1 ) by MorningDove on
Thursday, 26th May 2005 @ 07:49:52 AM AEST (User
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Very emotional and sad. Sorry for your pain.
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