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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Rotting Away

I hear her calling my name
Sweet sound of yesterday
I hear my screaming
Feel her pain
That is mine -yet not
How could I have hated her so?
Take me back to childhood
Give me a second chance
hating yourself
Wastes you away
Destroys your childhood
Your love and happiness
It even rots your soul
Because I feel wasted days
Like a disease
Self-hatred like a time-bomb
Ticking away, until I crack
& I rot away

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