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Am I You?
Contributed by
outdoorsman
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Tuesday, 9th March 2004 @ 07:44:50 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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where is the place where I can smile
is there a night for me to reconcile
the mountain echoes my cry
and the clouds are made of flies
reap the rewards of your hands
lost in ancient lands
all for one and one for free
your face in my head is killing me
my mouth so dry can scream no more
pathetic, magestic as a whore
will myself the will to take my life
and let it fly away into the night
shoulder your weapons and strike true
pray on your knees that I'm not you
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2004-03-09 07:44:50]
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Re: Am I You?
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by Remy on
Tuesday, 9th March 2004 @ 06:38:30 PM AEST
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interesting write, trying to still dig through the meanings within it... *digging* dangit, egh, good write!! lol... ;0)
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Re: Am I You?
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by spider on
Thursday, 11th March 2004 @ 04:09:32 PM AEST
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| this is amazingly well writen, so true to emotion. people say we are deluded when on the verge of suicide when in fatc we are just seeing clearly |
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