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Dead Feeling

Shackle my eyes so I

won't see the world.

My  heart is locking

up, from feelings

entering my soul.

 

Blinded from the dark

so I fear no evil.

Take me out of this dreaded

world called EARTH,

where war at its best

blackins the hearts of others...

 

My heart has no beat left

in it and is drowning with

hate and anger, so it steady

beats slowly.

 

Purified words melt on my

lips like candle wax and

off into the abyss cause of

such words don't exist.

 

Hands reaching out for me

for rescue, and to comfort my

existence.

life calls out my name but I

refuse to listen so I jumped

off bacwards falling off cliffs

that look like a neverending

journey into the pits of fire.

 

My reward for not accepting

and refusing life....eternal suffering

and undiscribable pain.

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Written by
juan-zavala
American
Published
Jul 12, 2010
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