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sometimes in the night i cry,
always in the night i die.
A little bit more everyday
Wishing the pain would go away.

the monsters in my mind call me to thier womb.
Yet part of me will never be born into thier tomb.
my body aches with the agony of life.
i'm wheathered like a statue from acid rain.

Light fades in my world,
A tear in the mist of a blue raving ocean.
I see dreams being clouded by grey.
Fires frosting the life i once knew.

In my heart i know how life is,
How it feels.
Yet my mind is so clouded by the doubt.
To say i love you is all or nothing.

I want something i can reach out and touch,
A kiss of interlocking souls.

A love a passion i may wonder through the shadows all my life to find.

But if i find it will i be so broken that it passes me by without so much as a look back?



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On Wednesday September 17th, 2008, Crimsonrose (8) writes:
I really enjoyed reading your piece, it reminds me a lot of myself. thank you for this write, truelly a masterpiece. ~Crimson~



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