ironic
3rd Degree
waves are crashing in on me; don't let them know you're watching me die.
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Post by ironic on Oct 17, 2005 19:07:11 GMT -4
tattered hopes and dreams of what could have been remain
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mourn
3rd Degree
i pound my head into the wall and wait for the darknes to silence my pain
Posts: 145
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Post by mourn on Oct 17, 2005 19:14:47 GMT -4
acid vision; bright green stained. stings your eyes and distorts your view. cant you see he doesnt love you? fake wilting bouquet of flowers left over from another girl. brought home, already dead and crumbling. insist he loves you; it won't change how he feels, darling. you're a fool for falling for him. red veined eyes; stop your sobbing. it's already over. and you're in the disposal, trash, just white trash. easy to f**k and throw away, not so easy for you to stop loving him. lust filled eyes meet yours, and you give in yet again
i can taste every lie that passed your lips, you fake. you never loved me, and you never will. stop lying, just stop stop stop. it'll hurt more later. deep inside your bruised and barely beating heart. your desire was made up, and the lust in your eyes is forced. i see through the transparency of your thin outer layer of skin blemished with marks from the beatings you put upon yourself. you're a marionette dangling from strings of deceit and i hate you.
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ironic
3rd Degree
waves are crashing in on me; don't let them know you're watching me die.
Posts: 105
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Post by ironic on Oct 17, 2005 20:47:03 GMT -4
shattered is my heart inside the dark recesses of my soul they lie to deep for one to find to shallo to mend how does love happen that is a question that welomes no answer can't you see my lothe for me, noone pays enough attion to care my thoughts wrap only around shadows but yet my soul roams
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marred
3rd Degree
counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums [go back to sleep]
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Post by marred on Oct 17, 2005 20:59:25 GMT -4
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ironic
3rd Degree
waves are crashing in on me; don't let them know you're watching me die.
Posts: 105
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Post by ironic on Oct 18, 2005 18:41:03 GMT -4
;D
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mourn
3rd Degree
i pound my head into the wall and wait for the darknes to silence my pain
Posts: 145
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Post by mourn on Oct 20, 2005 14:49:16 GMT -4
emptiness dwells inside raging pitch no where to hide
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