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Array ( [sid] => 54613 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => endings [time] => 2004-07-03 07:40:01 [hometext] => [bodytext] => everything ends before it has chance to begin
everyone looses touch in the end
everything i do is always for other people
but then thos people
they seem to just disapear.

this heart of mine is bleeding on the inside
these eyes have seen things that i can't erase
my blood runs so cold
this heart once loved you now its made of stone

these walls seem to get closer day by day
those you whispered won;t seem to go away
this bodys getting weaker trying to cope with this unbarable pain
these fingers are going to loose grip if someone doesnt help me cure this pain










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endings

Contributed by grip-wth-broken-fingers on Saturday, 3rd July 2004 @ 07:40:01 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



everything ends before it has chance to begin
everyone looses touch in the end
everything i do is always for other people
but then thos people
they seem to just disapear.

this heart of mine is bleeding on the inside
these eyes have seen things that i can't erase
my blood runs so cold
this heart once loved you now its made of stone

these walls seem to get closer day by day
those you whispered won;t seem to go away
this bodys getting weaker trying to cope with this unbarable pain
these fingers are going to loose grip if someone doesnt help me cure this pain














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Re: endings (User Rating: 1 )
by deathdrop on Saturday, 3rd July 2004 @ 08:19:29 AM AEST
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oh, don't give up just get!
it will get better.
and never ever forget that you're not the only one feeling pain, which i know doesn't make you feel better but you can't just give up.
i keep on going the phases that just come and go, where i want to die or just slit my wrists deep enough to faint so i won't be feeling any more pain... look, i won't go on because i don't even know if you're a like to me in any way.
but just never forget that you can always talk to me if you want.





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