Just words.

Discussion in 'The Artist's Corner' started by fectie, Feb 10, 2009.

  1. #1 fectie, Feb 10, 2009
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    Tiny mutant creatures ripping through my insides- in search of something more.

    I am in dire need. A need like no other. A need greater than any entity.

    I want you back
    Back into my life
    Why must they persist?

    Piece by piece; I slip into oblivion.
    A wonderful abyss- nothingness

    Try not to drink yourself to sleep tonight, Esquire-
    While you wallow in your own self pity.

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