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This world is too much, I cannot forgive
Strangle me, take away my every breath
Never have I so much desired my death
My screams leave a ringing inside my ears
My dreams break and leave me wet from my tears
Stab me fifteen, one for each year
Hold close my dead body, please do not fear
Cast a shadow over me at my wake
Wearing all black, cry me tears all of fake
My spirit does not lift, it still dwells within
Buried alive, still trapped in my skin
I taste the bitter powder in my mouth
Choking on dirt, I’m headed not north but south
Down underground I join with the dead
But I do not belong; I’m still alive instead
Blood pours from my throat but I do not die
Suffocating from dirt but I do not cry
I hear footsteps above me, but toward them I don’t strive
Don’t dig for me; I’ve been buried alive
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Buried Alive

Contributed by blue_angel on Monday, 30th May 2005 @ 09:24:54 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Kill me cuz I cannot stand to live
This world is too much, I cannot forgive
Strangle me, take away my every breath
Never have I so much desired my death
My screams leave a ringing inside my ears
My dreams break and leave me wet from my tears
Stab me fifteen, one for each year
Hold close my dead body, please do not fear
Cast a shadow over me at my wake
Wearing all black, cry me tears all of fake
My spirit does not lift, it still dwells within
Buried alive, still trapped in my skin
I taste the bitter powder in my mouth
Choking on dirt, I’m headed not north but south
Down underground I join with the dead
But I do not belong; I’m still alive instead
Blood pours from my throat but I do not die
Suffocating from dirt but I do not cry
I hear footsteps above me, but toward them I don’t strive
Don’t dig for me; I’ve been buried alive

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Re: Buried Alive (User Rating: 1 )
by sprinter27 on Monday, 30th May 2005 @ 09:38:17 PM AEST
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it's a great poem... but JENNIE!!! come on... do NOT give up on me. you need to stay up here with me. although i'm already in hell... but besides the fact. we die alone together, remember?!?!?! please, Jennie.... do not leave me to fight hell by myself. although i may not tell me everything.... you help me a LOT. please, jennie, i know it's hard to live. but i need you!!! STAY!!!

~sprints

p.s. i really hate when you talk like this
p.s.s. good poem

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