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Array ( [sid] => 93749 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => AgAiN [time] => 2005-05-08 23:55:28 [hometext] => [bodytext] => The ashes of my youth pile upon me everyday
Escaping the past is death but the only way

I see temptation in every reflection
And know that death is staring into my soul
Awaiting the pain to create excuses
How come they never satisfy?

Where you may see the light of day
Black clouds have carted me away
Suffering the pain of lonliness
To the back of a world so cold

Each motion draws me deeper, closer to the pain
I have made the grave I stand in on arms and legs
Even though I'm on hands and knees

In the dark now I can hear a voice calling for mine
Distantly I reach out hopefully for the last time
All that I have become has let me down

Growing closer now to what kills me everyday
My thoughts are their own tragedies

Suffering a passion I cannot understand
It is as vines clawing up the base of my spine

I feel paralyzed even as I sense the cold setting in

This is it, I'm giving in [comments] => 1 [counter] => 195 [topic] => 36 [informant] => Maxximus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )

AgAiN

Contributed by Maxximus on Sunday, 8th May 2005 @ 11:55:28 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

The ashes of my youth pile upon me everyday
Escaping the past is death but the only way

I see temptation in every reflection
And know that death is staring into my soul
Awaiting the pain to create excuses
How come they never satisfy?

Where you may see the light of day
Black clouds have carted me away
Suffering the pain of lonliness
To the back of a world so cold

Each motion draws me deeper, closer to the pain
I have made the grave I stand in on arms and legs
Even though I'm on hands and knees

In the dark now I can hear a voice calling for mine
Distantly I reach out hopefully for the last time
All that I have become has let me down

Growing closer now to what kills me everyday
My thoughts are their own tragedies

Suffering a passion I cannot understand
It is as vines clawing up the base of my spine

I feel paralyzed even as I sense the cold setting in

This is it, I'm giving in

Copyright © Maxximus ... [ 2005-05-08 23:55:28]
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Re: AgAiN (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Monday, 9th May 2005 @ 12:10:32 AM AEST
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This is so sad---haunting really. A good and emotional write...Keep it up. Scorp.

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