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daveyrocsmysocs — a grey day
Published: 2004-04-09 19:33:14 +0000 UTC; Views: 48; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 3
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Description as i walk to bottom and back of the cellar
cold
freezing
as the wind blows
outside the weathered doors of the cold ditch
they call the "safe place"
lined with spider webs
i walk holding a knife and i jar
see the insects crawl along the walls
sink
open my veins
watch the blood run down the inside of the jar
push some nails through my arm
cry and barf
feeling lightheaded i run to the house
seal my wounds
leave the knife, jar and nails now red with blood on the kitchen counter
let you know what i'm becoming
please don't hesitate
drown in a pool of tears after you relize what you've made me
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Comments: 3

Disillusioned-One [2004-04-10 00:35:34 +0000 UTC]

... wow. it reminds me of some characters that live in my head. the words all make a lot of sense, very vivid, well chosen. i enjoyed reading it.

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daveyrocsmysocs In reply to Disillusioned-One [2004-04-10 17:28:27 +0000 UTC]

cool..i'm glad you liked this one too..wooo for me..

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Disillusioned-One In reply to daveyrocsmysocs [2004-04-11 23:25:43 +0000 UTC]

yup. woo for you.

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