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Array ( [sid] => 88678 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => This is me [time] => 2005-03-25 05:35:36 [hometext] => [bodytext] => This is me that I see staring from the mirror
Vageuly thinking that I'm sinking nothings getting clearer
Holocaust of my mind I'm fine I tell my god
I die inside a wishful sigh then a tearful sob
This is me my enemy from which there is no peace
Try no run maybe for fun I'm occupied at least
Out of trouble in this bubble protected from the world
Nothing compares to pain I bare deeper in thought I'm hurled
Deep within I begin to drive myself insane
I don't chose mind to lose but seems nothing to be gained
This is me my negativity controlling what is left
Now my my soul there is a hole I finally have confessed
To those who have loved that I have snubbed I am very sorry
But your to blame for the shame I feel at least partly
All alone down to the bone inside my head I cry
This is me with uncertainty wishing I could die
Not strong enough or just to tough I continue living
Hiding away keeping at bay but never ever forgiving
Anger flows from head to toes I used to be so nice
This is me from your seed with a heart made of ice
No more caring I'm done wearing this crown of thorns for you
Now the time is finally mine as revenge is too
You will regret you ever met and tortured me inside
This is me as I see my hatered finally die
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This is me

Contributed by Avernus on Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 05:35:36 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



This is me that I see staring from the mirror
Vageuly thinking that I'm sinking nothings getting clearer
Holocaust of my mind I'm fine I tell my god
I die inside a wishful sigh then a tearful sob
This is me my enemy from which there is no peace
Try no run maybe for fun I'm occupied at least
Out of trouble in this bubble protected from the world
Nothing compares to pain I bare deeper in thought I'm hurled
Deep within I begin to drive myself insane
I don't chose mind to lose but seems nothing to be gained
This is me my negativity controlling what is left
Now my my soul there is a hole I finally have confessed
To those who have loved that I have snubbed I am very sorry
But your to blame for the shame I feel at least partly
All alone down to the bone inside my head I cry
This is me with uncertainty wishing I could die
Not strong enough or just to tough I continue living
Hiding away keeping at bay but never ever forgiving
Anger flows from head to toes I used to be so nice
This is me from your seed with a heart made of ice
No more caring I'm done wearing this crown of thorns for you
Now the time is finally mine as revenge is too
You will regret you ever met and tortured me inside
This is me as I see my hatered finally die




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Re: This is me (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 06:01:00 AM AEST
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An interesting write.
I can relate to this but I had to find my own innere forgiveness and then the insides changed.
First I accepted god's eternal forgiveness then learned my own forgiveness then found forgiveness for others.
It's not an easy task but it is obtainable. Ofcourse that don't mean u want have reminders along the way.
Hang tuff friend and keep the faith.
huggs,
emy




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