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[sid] => 35844
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Cold
[time] => 2004-02-22 02:34:40
[hometext] => I'm tired of being cold.....easy as that
[bodytext] => I want to get out I want to go home I used to be warm now just lonely and cold Just want my wooden room one solid door, red satin lining 6feet under the living surface in my happy home, finally Solemly waiting for my day to leave Im sorry to those who will for me grieve Thoughts I can no longer control flood my mind; morning until dusk Thoughts I had believed were no more now seem to be a must They're weighing me down pulling me along this path I was meant for all I've done Everything I am is all I have I used to be nothing Nothing now seems more than me I feel like I'm battling everything Always losing, I'm a shame to see I hate so many things at times family..friends..my life A feeling that ceases to be with yet a little carress of a knife But that was then, and this is now No metal in my world Still this feeling lives within this little broken girl The warm rivers flow steadily down my cheeks instead so I guess thats a little better than me just being dead I think otherwise sometimes When times become harder to stand When I have to force myself to solitary and keep sharp objects from my hands Just sitting in my little corner Dark and all my own Away from those I cannot stand that make me feel more alone I wait it out until it stops and my breath still comes and goes with no new wounds, no more tears With my veins that still flow My time will come for me to end Victorious on it's own When I can be warm again and finally go home.. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 13 [informant] => PsychoticDreamz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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