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Jun 07, 2005 00:03

Life is bland
A broken hand
Bleeding, stinging, biting
Coarse and brittle as sand
Fire rage building inside
Smoke engulfing the place where I hide
Looking around I find now
No one is left on my side
And I cry
Tears of anger
Tears of hate
Tears of pain and desolation
Drowning in black
The tar that fills my lungs
Disease consumes my soul
Six feet below the earth
With the maggots and worms
Feasting on my rotting flesh
And you looked so pretty and faceless

ne title suggestions would be cool...
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