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Memory
Contributed by
carmen_queasy
on
Wednesday, 16th June 2004 @ 04:42:28 AM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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It's cold in here
One more sleepless night
Everything you said was right
No more pain
A hopeless dream
Nothing is ever as it seems
And still here I stand
I'm waiting to be
Your very last tortured memory
You stood and laughed
You made me cry
You created this monster who curses and lies
And here I am
Your unloved whore
Everything I don't want to be anymore
Your fall walls
Closing in on you
There's nothing that I'd ever want to do
And here I stand
Your twisted wreck
You broke my heart, I'll break your neck
And here I stand
There's nothing to see
Just your one last tortured memory
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carmen_queasy
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2004-06-16 04:42:28]
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Re: Memory
(User Rating: 1 )
by Living_In_My_Dream on
Wednesday, 16th June 2004 @ 05:26:44 AM AEST
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wow a very powerful write very powerful...lots of anger I loved it...keep it up keep it coming
read and comment mine if you wish...I'd love to hear what you think..
musch love,
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