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Giving me a life filled with *****,
Tearing apart all my smiles,
Spilling my blood all over the tiles.

It creeps inside deep inside,
Causing my sanity to suffer a slide,
Rots my mind like a sugary devil,
Leaving my insides messed up & dishevelled.

It feeds on weakness & depression,
It knows no secrecy or discretion,
It tells the world of my struggles,
It laughs as I fall into a dirty puddle.

I get up try to put on a brave face,
But it keeps tormenting won’t give me any space,
I feel like a hollow piece of human meat,
I am just waiting for it to eat.

Many times have I been its victim,
I have danced with death & it’s been grim,
All I am is a meal for the beast,
I am a nothing but a walking feast.

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It Eats

Contributed by pixie on Tuesday, 11th January 2005 @ 12:50:26 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles

It eats away if I let it,
Giving me a life filled with *****,
Tearing apart all my smiles,
Spilling my blood all over the tiles.

It creeps inside deep inside,
Causing my sanity to suffer a slide,
Rots my mind like a sugary devil,
Leaving my insides messed up & dishevelled.

It feeds on weakness & depression,
It knows no secrecy or discretion,
It tells the world of my struggles,
It laughs as I fall into a dirty puddle.

I get up try to put on a brave face,
But it keeps tormenting won’t give me any space,
I feel like a hollow piece of human meat,
I am just waiting for it to eat.

Many times have I been its victim,
I have danced with death & it’s been grim,
All I am is a meal for the beast,
I am a nothing but a walking feast.

Copyright Â© pixie ... [ 2005-01-11 12:50:26]
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Re: It Eats (User Rating: 1 )
by afterdark on Tuesday, 11th January 2005 @ 12:54:33 PM AEST
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Damn good write picie..Another plus

Re: It Eats (User Rating: 1 )
by devine_xox on Tuesday, 11th January 2005 @ 01:24:21 PM AEST
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WoW Pixie i thought that was so original and cool. oxox

Re: It Eats (User Rating: 1 )
by TaintedSoul on Tuesday, 11th January 2005 @ 02:17:00 PM AEST
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You've expressed my current emotional state, something I've been having difficulties with as of late. There is much truth to this write, for we all fall victim to the emotional distraught life of shadows at times.

peace
TS

Re: It Eats (User Rating: 1 )
by julieh on Tuesday, 11th January 2005 @ 02:34:51 PM AEST
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well i am amazed you are always so good at expressing emotion in what ever you write...well done again ju

Re: It Eats (User Rating: 1 )
by Bruce on Tuesday, 11th January 2005 @ 10:31:24 PM AEST
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you write so well but please write happy poems and stop being depressed xxx

Re: It Eats (User Rating: 1 )
by 307luvs09 on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 09:57:42 AM AEST
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pixie. you're slowing becoming one of my favorite poets. keep it up. imagine how much success lies ahead of you if you continue on this pace. I just want an autographed book once it's published. -take care 307

Re: It Eats (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 09:17:26 PM AEST
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Yeah I can relate to this... Death seeks to tear
us all apart and he will if we let it. A great
poem I loved how you held nothing back and
told us all of your struggle. Stay strong
because I know you are.

Bobo (Joel)

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