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Nothing to fear for.
Nothing to wish for.
Nothing to care for.
Nothing to love for.
Nothing to cry for.
Nothing to fight for.
Nothing to live for.
My heart, the pounding in my chest.
My breathe, the suffercating air entering my lungs.
My eyes, the rivers flowing down in fear.
My ears, the deafening silence.
My nose, the sicking smell of nothing.
My tounge, the taste of heat born from pain.
My memories, the happiness I loved so dear.
My body, the feeling of claustrophobia.
Deeper and deeper, falling and falling.
Into the depths of hatred.
 theangeldark · Wed Jul 12, 2006 @ 06:19pm · 0 Comments |
