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[aid] => mick
[title] => Broken hope of not breathing again
[time] => 2004-10-28 17:59:17
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[bodytext] => Drown out the screams full of sorrow, Make me suffer, let me live for tomorrow. Never have you let me have my way, You've never given me my last day. Stare at the girl in my reflection, So far from any kind of perfection. Her eyes brimming with tears of pain, So much poison seeped from each vein. Eyes closed tight, her hands are tied, Nowhere left for this angel to hide. Another black feather falls from her wings, Tears fall down slow as she silently sings. "Broken tears left my each eye, Prayers sent above to the sky. I wish to be held in Father's arms, I fell for each of Satan's charms" With each teardrop upon the floor, Each breath becomes such a chore. Breathing in deep toxic air, Grasping for a hand that isn't there. In the eyes of the reflected child, Lies an amount of pain so wild. Screaming and lashing out to be released, Please free me from my inner beast. A China face with deep broken wires, Hides a broken life the devil's desire. Scream abuse at the depression in you, I am done with life, if only you knew. Rope binding her bleeding young wrists, Whoever knew this angel would come to this? Jet black feathers upon the cold floor, She could not take this pain any more. Head bowed down between her two knees, You never saved me, didn't hear my pleas. Surrounded now by all of her pain, This broken angel shall not breathe again.. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 227 [topic] => 36 [informant] => LIving_In_My_Dream [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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