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[title] => Don't Leave Me Here To Die!
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[bodytext] => Help me, love! Help me! Don't leave me here to die! It's raining blood and tears. My heart of stone, laden in ice! My soul is frail and lifeless. Ash and dust are what remains. Of here. Of now. Of what is real What could have been. A fantasy. Can only be A fantasy. The world has turned away from me. Forgotten friends, Are shadows in the singing wind. Forever haunting me. Forever haunting me. I can't feel your love! Are you still here? My soul is numb! My frozen heart, Dripping with blood, Now icecicles. Your love, it peirces me. Where are you, my love. Are you just a dream? Are you the empty part of me That longs to be a part of me? Day by day Are you that face I see When death seems to be The only way to Wake me From this everlasting dream? Joy has forsaken me. You are what remains. You are what is left of me. Do not forsake me, Lest I be nothing. Lest my disguise unfurl You fill the empty void inside My soul, my heart, They bleed. You're wounding me. You're wounding me. Do not forsake me now, my love. Don't leave me here to die! You are the only one The only one That can hear this silent cry I whisper your name at night. Do you hear me? Do you hear me? The echoes, your reply. I've been alone I've been alone All of this time [comments] => 3 [counter] => 379 [topic] => 22 [informant] => SkYYBLu [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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