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Daunting Dusk
Contributed by
grey_matters
on
Thursday, 14th April 2005 @ 02:16:01 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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It's not blood, it's sunshine love, Shining from and open cut,
Bottled moon, pick and choose, Swallow love and still I lose,
It's not a gun, where light comes from, Look inside and find the sun,
Sunshine poors out, onto the floor, The words will bleed from me, speak no more,
The sun dies at sundown, The moons reflecting light, Bringing me sunburn today, And freezer burn tonight...
Sunlight... To bright... I don't deserve...
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grey_matters
... [
2005-04-14 14:16:01] (Date/Time posted on
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