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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Fading Embers
[time] => 2003-08-29 01:45:00
[hometext] => * If you don't get it don't ask. I finally was able to write down what I was feeling and i feel alot better because of it. This is the best one I've written in a long time. Yeah I guess that's all *
[bodytext] => The fires of hate burn within me Hatred for self Because everything beautiful I hold Turns to worthless ash Demons surround my battered mind Their tongues drip with hate and venom I feel ripped in two I've lost all emotion I should be crying, But even that reprieve is stolen Like a fetus ripped from a mothers womb I'm dying and screaming I wish I could've saved you, But I can't read your mind And these emotions tear through me Like a prisoner through a gauntlet of pirates I take a step and plunge head first I wish I was your Saviour, But instead I appear to be your Death And happiness has fled from me I've forgotten how to smile Those muscles have been severed And depression, anger, and hatred reign As blood trickles through my aching fingers I need to escape, I have to, But the walls are to high And all I can do is sit in the corner Of my prison and wait to be released, But, oh God, give me that gun I'd sacrifice myself for you The fire in my eyes has died The will to live is suffocated The embers of my heart Are choked and barely burn They flicker and slowly fade As I hold my breath I lack the fuel and energy to stir them And my ignorance causes them to die Like a wilted flower in a drought [comments] => 6 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 48 [informant] => bobotheclown [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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