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Array ( [sid] => 44642 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => silent dark [time] => 2004-04-24 16:57:05 [hometext] => [bodytext] => When i sit in the silent dark,
I think about the life i lead.
Sometimes its not so bad,
But i cant seem to get my feelings out.

People dont seem to understand.
Sometimes it's ok when im w/ friends.
Well my ONE friend, but it never goes.
and sometimes i just cant help it.
I try but i just break down and cry.

I turn up the music so loud,
Just so i dont have to here my family
They just yell and scream and nag.
Why cant i be like my brother?

Well ***** you, I'm myself not him.
I'm all alone in the world, its so big.
And everyone else has money and friends.
But theres on thing that always eases pain.

So when the sun goes down
and nobody is anywhere around
I take the blood stained blade
and pour out all my rage.

Then i carefully clean the mess
and lay in my bed and enjoy the pain.
The fresh scent of my own blood
tickles my nose. So now i'll wait til morning
and I'll start all over again.
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silent dark

Contributed by vampyrekiss on Saturday, 24th April 2004 @ 04:57:05 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

When i sit in the silent dark,
I think about the life i lead.
Sometimes its not so bad,
But i cant seem to get my feelings out.

People dont seem to understand.
Sometimes it's ok when im w/ friends.
Well my ONE friend, but it never goes.
and sometimes i just cant help it.
I try but i just break down and cry.

I turn up the music so loud,
Just so i dont have to here my family
They just yell and scream and nag.
Why cant i be like my brother?

Well ***** you, I'm myself not him.
I'm all alone in the world, its so big.
And everyone else has money and friends.
But theres on thing that always eases pain.

So when the sun goes down
and nobody is anywhere around
I take the blood stained blade
and pour out all my rage.

Then i carefully clean the mess
and lay in my bed and enjoy the pain.
The fresh scent of my own blood
tickles my nose. So now i'll wait til morning
and I'll start all over again.

Copyright © vampyrekiss ... [ 2004-04-24 16:57:05]
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Re: silent dark (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 24th April 2004 @ 05:09:42 PM AEST
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man.....do i know how that feels, covering your head with a pillow so you dont have to hear it then realize you can still hear them so you turn the radio up and then you find yourself pulling the razors out of your lovely stash....and the world just finally seems to go away, feeling like that screaming in your head is gone, but only for a moment

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