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The 8th Day
Contributed by
jyssvw
on
Monday, 18th April 2005 @ 07:53:24 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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The seventh day was blessed It approached us unabated The next day you left Memories of you have slowly faded
Youve read these words before In the still nights and rain Perched, drunk on the kitchen floor Crying all over again
I can soothe your inner peace If you let me in the door I can grant you your release If you just sign this accord
Promise me, never again Admit your guilt Promise me, youre in pain A promise I have fulfilled
You are not alone You have your demons Loneliness is relative You have your reasons
I suppose you care not You oppose all I suppose you just simply forgot To stand proud and tall
The eighth day has left me whole Sane again, and full of rage I cherish the day that you left For that was the day I was truly blessed
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jyssvw
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2005-04-18 19:53:24] (Date/Time posted on
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