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...this awful place

Good riddance to the world time to say our bitter-sweet goodbyes and erase all the time we spent in meaningless thought no comfort for the weary soul reach into the stale night air pull back nothing but strands of a smile aching with the burden on my heart lost between realities blatant forgets and ways of knowing what's going on never sure of the cost of immortality pretty sure my mind is gone along with that, all is well abusing all that's left behind dread for what all lies ahead explaination without the pain surprising me again with no jealous intent wanting a little information to get off this crazy train if it's not provided then we'll be stuck in THIS THIS, which we do not know THIS, which we can not see more to add to this list of tears... truth and death to all that breathes fire in the old, dark pit and waiting for the rain to come shattered with the wilting season reveries of losing faith quiet lies could calm the cold but evermore I chill with fear break the spell so binds can grow with tangled breath and careful hands we speak for honest lives to steal straight to maniac ways from all the old, against the wind pretend you need a screaming start for vacant returns of pressured choices written in the stars and seen inside your eyes... from desperate ties to floods of bravery craving justice, believing in the heated dispute when the crystal sky reveals my eyes no thunder or diamonds falling now oceans drive the weight of sorrows far waves carry me to distant islands... I'm gone to where we first saw light the darkest hour of no more night stay weeping here behind my face I'll never leave...this awful place

Copyright © July 2000 Sarah Aurayna Fried

Additional Notes:
I know this is confusing...but I can't help but be proud of it...it's haunting to me. I know I'm not the best speller...actually it's because I type too fast...sorry for the trouble...


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