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It is quite sad you know,
this feeling continues to grow,
as I wither and die inside.
It feeds on the love and purity I once knew,
and once this torture is through,
you'll realize this tumor is not so benign.
With each passing day,
the more words that I say,
the more feelings I feed it to grow.
Once it is done,
the demon will have won,
and an empty husk you will only know.
Yet not so bereft,
I am graced with what's left,
this poetry I can express.
The demon will win,
killing me from within,
that is what the future holds,
but I digress...
- by CauseitsCierah |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/09/2009 |
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- Artist: CauseitsCierah
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- Date: 06/09/2009
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