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Weak
Contributed by
Exodus-On-Life
on
Tuesday, 16th March 2004 @ 07:10:22 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Monday crashes through me
Bares me to the bone
Flesh so torn and broken
Monday has me all alone
Tuesday comes much faster
Slows once its surrounded me
Strained to the breaking point
Tuesday's horrid, just let me be
Wednesday isn't better
Wake alone and in descent
Motions no one cares about
Wednesday is more than I ever meant
Thursday rolls into me
Bends and breaks like a wave
Buries me into shame and pain
Thursday buries me right to the grave
Friday curses me with sorrow
The week slightly killing my soul
I'm losing this fateful battle
Friday is out of control
Saturday means sleeping
But only I should remain awake
Sleepless without dreaming
Saturday is more than I can take
Sunday means start over
And the tears will fill my eyes
I hate this sick old cycle
Sunday and it's me that dies
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Re: Weak
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