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Untitled #3
Contributed by
drapes
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Saturday, 16th September 2006 @ 05:29:27 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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Heavy eyelids,
Head's still throbbing.
Blood stained,
Tear soaked
Sheets.
Tools gleaming,
Ready for
The next round.
Diary open,
Exposing
Heart wretching
Confessions.
Notes unfolded,
Creased with lies.
Mirror, mirror:
Chapped lips,
Puffy eyes.
Usually a good nights sleep
Makes it all okay,
But having you on my mind
Before I know my own name
Makes me wish
I never woke up.
Copyright ©
drapes
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2006-09-16 17:29:27]
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Re: Untitled #3
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by drtylilsecret on
Saturday, 16th September 2006 @ 05:50:37 PM AEST
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ah, so bitter...fantastic write, i loved every line...honest though, i suppose is what make it so real. great one.
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Re: Untitled #3
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 22nd September 2006 @ 02:53:56 PM AEST
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that's amazing. short and sweet....bittersweet actually. sadly beautiful, and beautifully dark. i love it.
- Bethani - |
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