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[title] => When My Shadow Is Taken Away
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[bodytext] => The numbing wind cuts right through you You freeze, stopping immediately Cant breathe anymore You suffacate in the luminous dust As your shadow is taken away Ripped from your comfort zone You're put on display for all to scrutinize You begin to cry the tears of a worthless child... I look around at the deceased This graveyard that surounds me When I see you, I dont see a face, but rather a tombstone With the remorseful words etched into it When you speak, I hear a euology Filled with regrets that scar deeply When you breathe, no oxygen is inhaled You have repented yourself of life Calmly awaiting your death When i hear your heartbeat, I hear the steady ticking of a clock Counting down to the last second When you smile, I see the tears that softly radiate your skin I see the hate you so cleverly disguise And with doing so, you suffer internally To hide behind a fake part of you In order to attain some sort of veneer You go unnoticed, just as expected But suddenly a floodlight is shown unto your misery... And thats when the numbing wind cuts right through me I freeze, stopping immediately Cant breathe anymore Suffacating in the ablazed dust As my shadow is taken away Ripped from my comfort zone I'm put on dislpaly for all to scrutnize I begin to cry the tears of a worthless child... [comments] => 3 [counter] => 251 [topic] => 39 [informant] => DemonProdigy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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