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"yet still I cry" by alaskanamber

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once again I am traveling down the lonely road of life
no destination in mind,
thoughts spin through my head as my wheels fly over the pavement
not another car in sight
everyone tucked safely at home with their families
oblivious of my dark desires
the blood runs in streams from my arms and breasts
my heart wonders why
cut myself again and again
yet still I cry
pooling on the floor beneath my feet
yet still I cry
how to stop my misery, my suffering
eventually my river will run dry
instead of laying down
lets go out with a bang
and crash and die



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On Sunday December 24th, 2006, alaskanamber (129) writes:
thanks aunty, was intentional, the netaphor the road of life is overused and cheesy but really I was imaginging my head popping under one of those wheels


On Sunday December 24th, 2006, Aunty Depressant (687) writes:
I really like how you start with the metaphor of the road and end with crash and die...thoughts spining, next to wheels flying...do not know if intentional, but I liked how they related.



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