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Do I mean anything and since the world is dying Will it be reborn with me inside it or am I not worthwhile like everything else Inside out I'm tearing an invisible doctor leaves the building Stuck inside, in chains lonely when the world outside is fucked without me And like an Apostle falling dead the rivers edge murders Lungs are filled by ruddy waves the eyes turn coldly backwards In the marsh lays the tiger idle eyes of the devil's hunter Dragging days he does not sway he is a patient silent predator Sometimes clouds will call my name in the nights with wind and rain I show her me without myself she speaks in drops i feel her |
trippy... and i think thats what i like about it. its not something you read all the time and thats the best part..um...i can see that it does seem like you didnt really bother [i guess] but thats what makes the writing you.. um, over all this is really good. it would make a cool twizted song.. keep writing.. =Bleedingtears | Posted on 2006-05-08 00:00:00 | by BleedingTears | [ Reply to This ] | First impressions is that it is really good. I like the way it flows. What inspired it? | | Posted on 2006-05-08 00:00:00 | by sunraybutterfly | [ Reply to This ] | That is gorgeous. | Your words never fail to amaze me. You have a lot of talent. What else can I say? I love it. Very beautifully done -nikkki | Posted on 2006-06-11 00:00:00 | by Liv2LoveThePain | [ Reply to This ] | |