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I'm Nothing. It's Endless on the Inside.
Contributed by
amber_vonhorror
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Wednesday, 4th November 2009 @ 04:12:48 AM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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The times between the grains, cutting into my stomach lining
...such dread. Hurting like childbirth. ache in the ventricles.
Push the packet in and break the skin
Desperate for the pleasure, life to begin
I can go each day and sleep at night.
I can live but I've already died.
I'm nothing. And it's endless on the inside.
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2009-11-04 04:12:48]
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Re: I'm Nothing. It's Endless on the Inside.
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by pooja on
Wednesday, 4th November 2009 @ 10:06:21 AM AEST
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Powerful work...
If u can write so amazingly maybe u can find the courage to relive, to be something too.
God bless u with all his love and grant u all the strength.
Take care. |
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