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A Place To Rest
Contributed by
MattHolcombe
on
Saturday, 7th May 2011 @ 03:56:08 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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If you should offer me paradise I shall refuse, It is more than I can tolerate with my distrust. If you should offer me love I shall hide away, All that this brings is ignorance and lust. Offer me the hands of a gentle maiden, Of which I can lay my head.
I have known no boundaries in choices to make, They give me lifes challenges which I yearn for. I have shown no remorse in the mistakes I have made, Every second, each day, is a method to learn more. Pressure of thoughts, which I am laden, But now I have made my bed.
With life I behold, my heart on my sleeve, It seems I am capable of knowing emotion. Consciousness failing, loving arms around me, This fighters soul condemned to the ocean. This whole world, so beautiful, so brazen, Think of me, for I am already dead
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MattHolcombe
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2011-05-07 15:56:08] (Date/Time posted on
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