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Disordered Insight
soul of mine
you breathe corruption
mocking me
as I abuse myself
why this?
for a prize divine
lift me up
within your tender claws
price parallel to suffocation
crash
above cowers deceased internal
view me, I'll laugh at you
so long old loves
I have but one now
hold on white knuckles
release and fear extinction
Dear Sir ( Read more... )
soul of mine
you breathe corruption
mocking me
as I abuse myself
why this?
for a prize divine
lift me up
within your tender claws
price parallel to suffocation
crash
above cowers deceased internal
view me, I'll laugh at you
so long old loves
I have but one now
hold on white knuckles
release and fear extinction
Dear Sir ( Read more... )
Comments 3
are you happy? this poem sounds very sad and desperate. if you ever need to talk about life's problems, i'm here to listen to you. i'll make time to listen to you even when i'm busy because you are a great friend and great friends are hard to find and even harder to keep. i just want you to know that i care about you deeply. i hope you have a nice rest of the week and have a blast at homecoming.
-ju$tin
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nothings wrong.
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...what am I missing?
Besides you?
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