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[title] => Living in Limbo
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[bodytext] => "Here's to tonight, to yesterday and to the rest of my life" She said as she downed down the pills and the rest of her pain. And the stars glow so beautifully bright upon her silky skin but the screaming so loud that she's going insane. She's sorry, oh God she's so sorry, will you forgive her? Will you overlook the way she gets at times? The way where she turns on herself and the world? How pain and self-hatred and sadness pour through her veins? Or will you get mad and shut down from her? Will you refuse to look into her eyes that want you? Will you deprive yourself of her love now? She says that doesn't sound like you. Here we go, the pills set in, she grows weak And you aren't there to save her, the stars grow dimmer, She's in an ocean by herself again tonight Too bad she's not a good swimmer. It's midnight, off with the glass slippers and the beautiful gown and the pretty face until she's nothing to anyone anymore and she is stuck in this horrible place. Living in Limbo is never a way to live Let alone a good way to die. At least she is living her life-long dream to get away from this city and fly. There she goes, another name on the list Another one of your twisted statistics Love and let die, love and let die tonight, too bad that you had to miss it. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Worthless_Lyfe [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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