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10-18-2003, 09:31 PM
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Psycho
Location: Somewhere between the Havens and the Earth
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Me
My body hurts
Like tiny knives Stabbing me all over I lay still Movement prevokes the pain The codene isnt working Nothing works No matter how much i take Im not dependent Im not strung out At least i dont think i am I feel like my body is rejecting me Everything is breaking I try but i cant fix myself Im falling apart Slowly yet fully consumming myself In pain
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from the Havens I have fallen. . . to the earth as a mangled form. . . writhing in pain, my wings torn and bloodied. . . I have one purpose, only one goal. . . to find you and love you, for I am your. . . fallen angel |
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10-28-2003, 03:47 PM
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Addict
Location: Boone, NC
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Sad poem. When things go bad and there's no love to be had, it's hard to know what to do and in which direction to go.
good stuff! -I always enjoy reading your work
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