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Death
Contributed by
kellog
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Saturday, 10th June 2006 @ 07:15:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
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These days, I feel like death
is where I want to be
Non-existence is a dream
finally, a place for me
Thoughts consume my head
They seem more often than not
of the ease my heart would feel
a freedom, I haven't forgot
Free from the sorrows of life;
the pain that grows so cold
from not wanting to belong
from never growing old..
Every breath I'd give away
to another's life, worth living for
for tomorrow, I will wake again
and wish for death once more.
Copyright ©
kellog
... [
2006-06-10 19:15:21]
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Re: Death
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 11th June 2006 @ 06:49:24 AM AEST
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Dark and Emotional.
You're right.
--Things do get better.
But not this write. It's excellent. Thanks for sharing. :) |
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Re: Death
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by ROCKSTAR on
Sunday, 11th June 2006 @ 08:52:10 PM AEST
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