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Sonnet № 76300

Wanting

Member since 2003 · Posted 23 Nov 2003 · 3 comments

I feel the warmth see the blood bleeding as i let out pathetically loud cries it seems to never have any meaning everyday always waiting for me to die a smile is a way to hide a frown everyday is the same knowing tomorrow keep the medicine coming when i am down because the pills eat away my sorrow isolated in a dark black corner staring at nothing, but everything caught in the darkness i tumble over droping droping, never waking hoping I fall back, close my eyes on the cold floor waiting waiting to wake with something more.

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[10] ShaNoN+960317485 24-Nov-03/6:20 AM Reply
Hope u be wanting 2 say no more:o)
[7] Caducus 24-Nov-03/7:41 AM Reply
respect for trying a sonnet, i like your mojo austin 7
[7] Bachus 24-Nov-03/5:27 PM Reply
Your syllabol count is off.