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Sweet Death

You showed me love.
Just an inch of it.
I flew with you, spontaneously.
To a place so beautiful.

But then you seized it.
Took it all away.
I'm falling now.
There's no one to catch me.

Lied to everyone.
Lied to myself.

Deceived life.
That I was happy.
Deceived myself.
That it will work out.

Forgetting how to breathe.
How to breathe without you.
Suffocation has taken over.
Waiting for the end.

Looking down a path.
The road less traveled.
So sharp, so crimson and red.
I need it more than anything.

All I drink is pain.
Every drop of blood drained.
Pain shooting through my body.
Through every vein.

I wait for your slightest whisper.
But you can't hear me screaming your name.
And in these dying moments.
I crave for your love, but in vain.

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  • XxYoru-OkamixX
    August 30, 2008
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    wooooow
    that like, left me speechless, yeah, yer definitely really REALLY good.

  • floofy
    August 28, 2008
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    Thank you so much for the comment. ^_^
    And the suggestions too. I shall remember.
    I'm new to this thing :S
    I write what I feel. Hopefully, within the next 10-20 years I'll be writing like you


  • Master Anarchy
    August 28, 2008

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    Ace the Truth Serving Well

    The road more or less travelled - such a line may have awakened in the reader an even greater compassion than the, to the experienced, all too common and lamentable reality very well presented here, by one whom has, it seems clear, actually, factually lived it.

    Similarly, "I drink all is pain" as a variation were also evocative of more than simple rendition, an edging into of and towards understanding even.

    I see ye be
    Member of here
    Since but one day ago.

    I will you grace
    For truth, thy ace,
    Here may grow.

    For Honest Rendition and Clarity, I applaud.



    Master Anarchy.