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Wednesday, 19 May 2004

Graffiti 

Silent whispers haunt my dreams
and violently carress my fragile mind
The scissor blade is streaked in read
My heart is weak, but my soul is blind
BUT I AM NUMB; TO LIFE, TO PAIN
This spirit left only for darkness to find
AS I HALLUCINATE REALITY AGAIN
I CASUALLY COVER THE REDDENING FLESH
Away from sinister prying eyes
THE LOSS IS BUT A REMINDER THAT
Emotional binds are vicious lies
# posted by Kunama @ 20:13

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