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Post by Devi145 on Jun 2, 2003 21:25:32 GMT -5
As if poison among tender but bitter lips followed me astray.
I'm lost in a soft ocean of blankets, in a cool crisp thin sheet of ice i lay.
Like fingertips touching fire melting the creation of one's identity and existence...
A ship forgotten in a sea of trouble as lightning strikes at its every possible sway,
I can't save these people, I can't fix these problems, and as I watch along in the distance...
I feel myself slowly sinking beneath the frost of tears that act as if light waves to cause a stumble...
Like a wilted flower's petals that lay exhausted upon our ground slightly forced to crumble...
My life, isnt as everlasting nor perfect as you may picture it to appear.
Unfortunately...
I live in eternal fear.
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