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My Reality
Contributed by
staci
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Wednesday, 23rd June 2004 @ 09:08:10 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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Contaminated reality
Possession in shame
Battlefield in mind
an obvious game.
Clueless within
But determinined I live
Remembering pain
How much can I give?
Torn out in patches
My heart starts to bleed
Bitterness uncontrolled
as I scream with need
Why cant you hear me?
Do I not make a sound?
Looking to the floor
Its my tongue I've found.
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staci
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2004-06-23 21:08:10] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: My Reality
(User Rating: 1 ) by evilfairy on
Wednesday, 23rd June 2004 @ 09:44:38 PM AEST (User
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i think it's a very well written poem staci...
quite a tortured write |
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Re: My Reality
(User Rating: 1 ) by pixie on
Thursday, 24th June 2004 @ 06:53:49 AM AEST (User
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staci.. thanks for sharing this with us all and showing us some insight into how people who go to prison feel when they are inside... *hugs you*
great write, very well expresed.
5/5
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