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pres56
Newly Born Posts: 1 (6/15/02 1:18 pm) Reply |
crimson out of strength both physically and mentally living is a crime and i am paying the penalty i show no remorse for the things i do cos i can look in the mirror and ask"who are you" tomorrow sure as hell is not on my wish list death i embrace and suicide i kiss dont want to mislead anyone but darkness cant be overcome yes life is truly a bitch "i have shined like the sun and exploded like a star danced with the devil and comforted by angels" this shallow grave i dig is a small reminder that between life and death its a thin divider i was born with guilt in my veins not blood yesterday, today, right now ive never understood |
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SilantWanderer
 Posts: 11 (9/15/02 3:39 pm) Reply |
Re: crimson
A wonderful poem, a good read my friend. Do write some more like it.
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