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Seventh Hell
Contributed by
blue_angel
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Tuesday, 26th April 2005 @ 06:33:47 PM in AEST
Topic:
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The dust fills my head as I drift off to sleep
These scars form from cuts that were cut much too deep
Ashamed by what I have done to myself
Slowly sinking down to the seventh hell
Afraid of what dwells beneath the earths floor
But no longer desiring to live here anymore
I stab with the knife deep into my skin
Rid me of all this suffering within
In my mausoleum I begin to decay
But my soul doth linger as I drift away
My lancor inside grieves my pensive thoughts
I try to forget all these fights I have lost
The fight for my life has thus ended too soon
I died with my eyes looking up to the moon
An eternity in hell cant be worse that life here
So slowly I descend into hatred and fear
Ive past straight through as far as I can tell
All the way down to the villainous seventh hell
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Re: Seventh Hell
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by spazz911 on
Tuesday, 26th April 2005 @ 08:43:43 PM AEST
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i read this one already
sad as usual and as always a beautiful write... you are an awsome writer jennie* |
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Re: Seventh Hell
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by Jaycee on
Wednesday, 27th April 2005 @ 07:33:25 AM AEST
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| Visually stunning write that puts the reader in the dark, morbid world that you live in. So touching. But the knife should not be directed toward you. You are not responsible for the waking nightmare you live in. Now, I'm not saying you should direct the knife elsewhere and I wonder if your desire to use the knife on yourself is because you know you can't use the knife elsewhere yet you feel compelled to use it... but, please, not on yourself. |
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