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Free verse № 113922

crossroad

Member since 2003 · Posted 18 Oct 2004 · 1 comment

wretched claws in silence Silicone filled teenage dreams will it get better tomorrow rippin apart my sanity burning my dreamland sanctuary my salvation flows scarlet lost in my own failures drinking forbiden tastes watching life drown in the fire knowing eyes awaiting my return not knowing what workd kills me most attention strained on silly string constant yearning for a future a blurry past filled of cobwebs deceiving present footsteps confusion filled by paper cups fall asleep to the sound of drunken hiccups

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[9] dancin_n_da_moonlite 30-Jan-05/3:58 PM Reply
it will get better tomorrow..... (or in the future; for sure)
-megan