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Black Roses Are My Clock
Contributed by
babeeGii
on
Friday, 5th October 2007 @ 11:49:19 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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I see the roses... They're as black as the midnight sky... Their petals are as sharp as blades... I try to pick the roses... But the prick of the thorns burns... I see the drops of red blood come out... I do not know what to do... All I can think about is time... Will my time run out... Has my time come... I do not know what to think... And somehow... It all catches up with me... My time has run out... My time will end... But... I will keep running...
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2007-10-05 11:49:19] (Date/Time posted on
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