Entrapped in this suffocation
I feel an eery lurch on my skin
All I wish is a silent death
When I see no joy but pain within
As though this fate is made for me
Beaten a thousand times brutally
Not a second passed without thinking
Yet to others I am day dreaming
Waiting for the twilight to peep
Wishing I could sneak out flying
Into this long endless sky
But instead I lie on my bed dying
Grasping for Air in the cold night
The air you exhale only can save me
Please come and give my last kiss
Perhaps I will survive again slowly
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Monday, September 14, 2009
My LaSt KiSs...
Labels:
Confession,
Confusion,
Disappointment,
Identity
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