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[title] => Loathe
[time] => 2003-02-08 00:40:00
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[bodytext] => Walk away from the addiction
Try to stop that urge for friction In my mind and in my head I hate you I want you dead Thinking bout the past, in a time When I hurt and had the rhyme Words pour out, like my tears Look at all these wasted years In the kitchen all alone Not asleep, but no ones home Mindless slave, to this ***** Resentment, an endless pit When can I crawl out of this hole that exists in my mind? When can I realize I’m loved, and I have little time? Family new, the past is gone, except inside my head Will I ever learn this lesson? Use it well, or will it be shed Reaching out, for someone To take this pain and shut it down All this regret and hurt I loathe Want to stick it six feet underground In a grave, where it belongs Instead of writing these ***** up songs I want to kill it, destroy the past But I fear I will not last I hate what’s here, what I’ve become A mindless slave to everyone That’s ever hurt me, made me bleed Long time ago planted a seed Inside my soul, and I cry tears Of blood, and waste so many years I want this sickness out of me I want to wake up and be free Instead of sitting in this room With all these feelings of dark gloom I have a child I have a wife I want my g*dd**n f**k**g life back Let me go, let me go now I’ll get through this somehow…. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 13 [informant] => darkscorpio [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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