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In areas of unknown desire In my heart there is a fire Tremendous is the power of the tide I feel so empty inside Death will come to those who wait My heart is so filled with hate Hate for all who offend Hate for those who do not defend The ones who need defense Will fall thus hence We are overcome by the tide We feel so empty inside Mark this day So you will remember all that I say I have no quarrel with those who save Those who are to afraid to be brave Then you shall have no quarrel with me then Although people call me heathen As we give our lives to the tide You are the one who's empty inside
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Jan 21, 2011
Jan 21, 2011 at 2:18 PM UTC
Emptiness
In areas of unknown desire In my heart there is a fire Tremendous is the power of the tide I feel so empty inside Death will come to those who wait My heart is so filled with hate Hate for all who offend Hate for those who do not defend The ones who need defense Will fall thus hence We are overcome by the tide We feel so empty inside Mark this day So you will remember all that I say I have no quarrel with those who save Those who are to afraid to be brave Then you shall have no quarrel with me then Although people call me heathen As we give our lives to the tide You are the one who's empty inside
(c) Steven Forrester- From Diary of an Ominous Mind
#depression#insanity#emptiness#award
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32/Non-binary/American
Jan 21, 2011
Jan 21, 2011 at 2:18 PM UTC
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