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[title] => As I lay dying
[time] => 2004-09-10 02:49:07
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[bodytext] => As I lay Dying. The screams start as the knife slips in The screams start as the pain begins The blade hits the skin and sinks right in The blade bites the bone and I start to moan The pain is intense but the eyes will not close The pain is intense but the mind still knows This is for the best and the best is for me This is for the best so don’t cause a scene Just cut the flesh from the bone Just cut the flesh, drive the point home The blood starts to flow and drip from me The blood starts to flow and fill me with glee The pain is a pleasure that few will know The pain is a pleasure so hard to control I cut and I slice and I grit my teeth I cut and I slice and I remove the disease I bleed and I drip and blood stains the floor I bleed and I drip and they cry out for more The voices won’t leave and they haunt me for days The voices won’t leave, they won’t go away So I beg and I barter for the silence of death I beg and I barter with my dying breath But they heed not my words and disdain all my thoughts They heed not my actions or the deeds I have wrought They judge the heart and the heart is not pure They judge the heart and then show me the cure Carve the diseased organ out they say Carve it out and throw it away You have no need for a heart they exclaim You have no need for a soul, so they claim Sell those to me for a wonderful price Sell them to me for a wonderful life You can be rich and have all you want You can be rich and have lots to flaunt But in the end you will burn just the same In the end you will scorch in the flame So live while you can and enjoy all you please Because this world is a ***** disease And we are the cure, the medicine you seek But I have heard all these lies before I have heard all these lies and much more They are all false and the voices they lie They are all false and much as they try To lead me astray and hope not for Him Because I know the outlook is grim I still trust and have faith that He’s real And to His evelasting love I appeal To cleanse me from my filthy ways And to never again let me stray From his path and the life he offers to me And so to Him I send my plea Wash me savior for I have sinned I have sinned again, and again, and again I ask for forgiveness and the grace to believe That for my faith everlasting life I’ll receive So as I lay here, bleeding to death I ask for Your mercy with my dying breath. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 224 [topic] => 13 [informant] => 2bruisedandbeaten4you [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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