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Walking
Contributed by
silent
on
Monday, 23rd February 2004 @ 09:30:56 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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Glass shards reach in with reckless abandon To the glasshouse i have constructed with great care As always i wish you near, here, by my side To find me walking on concrete, and sooth the ache These shards are so sharp, they cut like the knife i feel Inside i analyse, they are not real, just like me You, inside i sit, cut by thoughts, thinking of you The unrealistic you For you heal my bleeding wounds, bathe my weary feet Wrap my mind from the never ending rocks, pelted at me They never break through, i am the source of my pain, Alone i sit, forever in pain, bleeding and tiring of this walking in circles I have little food left to sustain Soon, i will feel no pain.....
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... [
2004-02-23 09:30:56] (Date/Time posted on
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