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Wounded Desires
Contributed by
xnickix7
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Monday, 23rd November 2009 @ 07:41:19 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I sit alone, head in my hands
This was not part of my life plans
Head pounding, beating like a drum
My outlook now is rather glum
Im so lost what is the time
In the distance, a wind chime
Now in my hands I hold the rope
I look ahead I see no hope
I sit and ponder whats my fate
I no longer can carry this weight
Far away I want to run
For now the end has begun
I feel so hollow, nothing inside
So many times I have really tried
In the mirror I sit and stare
Should I say another prayer
In my head I hear the screams
They still haunt me in my dreams
I crawl across this broken glass
Injured, laying in the cold grass
I look around, I cannot speak
For blood now trickles down my cheek
As I breathe my chest feels tight
Its so dark I see no light
Help is no where to be found
Im empty now, my soul has drowned
I chose to hurt myself today
I felt this was the only way
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2009-11-23 19:41:19]
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Re: Wounded Desires
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by lostsoul17 on
Tuesday, 24th November 2009 @ 02:29:35 PM AEST
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