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Azure Abyss
Contributed by
kyletycz
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Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 03:36:43 PM in AEST
Topic:
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Pull the trigger and end this nightmare
Life is a waking dream
Never to speak
Never to scream
Life is a lifeless waste
Never to eat
Never to taste
Pull the trigger and end this nightmare
Life is a bottomless hole
Never to help
Never to console
Life is a hopeless mess
Never to slumber
Never to rest
Pull the trigger and end this nightmare
NEVER SHALL I FEEL
NEVER SHALL I HEAL
Copyright ©
kyletycz
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2004-09-12 15:36:43]
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Re: Azure Abyss
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by sober_punk_2 on
Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 03:40:40 PM AEST
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| crazzzzzzzzy,i dig |
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Re: Azure Abyss
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by Jolly on
Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 03:41:31 PM AEST
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| It's good, wherever it came from. Strong..vivid. |
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Re: Azure Abyss
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by lovesucks on
Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 06:27:46 PM AEST
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I like so sad though. Hope things are not as bad as they sound. As poets we kinda have a lucky break if we take advantage to write how we feel get it out share with others and hopefully things get better. I have recently stopped feeling what your poem describes so I hope for you the same. Keep writing.
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Re: Azure Abyss
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by TedHuggableBare on
Thursday, 4th November 2004 @ 10:05:58 PM AEST
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| It's true; if you pull the trigger...never will you feel, nor heal! Sometimes we all have those moments where life seems to drag us through the mud without a chance of getting a shower to get it off. All we can ask for are the great days that overshadow the one's where we might want to pull the trigger. |
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