Throw Me To The Lions

Sep 08, 2004 18:17

A whisper in my ear takes my deepest fear the tomb beckons my name for once the cut is made, a slice of cold steel blade air and ground feel not the same....I'm lost. I can't stop my pessimistic mind... Indulging in forever; the memories and pain. Tears fall down upon me, shrieking inside I can't stop. All I want is to break these chains that bind ( Read more... )

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prettyideals September 8 2004, 21:15:25 UTC
Let the unexplainable perfection you hold take hold.
Keep in mind,I would stand before those same merciless
grasps in your name.Do not take lightly,the happiness
you bring to me and to so many others...

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gothika_erotika September 9 2004, 12:02:17 UTC
Please, come hold me. Make this stop. I am now the fallen, weak, and lost. I wish to make myself feel better, but I cannot....

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