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black hour
By Deja vu
deepest darkest moment has come
i made my deal with the devil
now he wants me to pay up
no running left in me
i must face what i knew would be to hard to give up
he wants my life
eye for an eye
my wrists are cut, now what?
sit and wait
till my breath becomes shallow
eyesight goes dim
the devil is comin,real close,hes gonna win
sit alone and wait
accept that this is my fate
infinitys doorway is just steps away
the key to eternity is rattlin in the keyhole
no tears i weep
just disgusting defeat and hate
no options left open
no fork in the road
just me and the devil
and the road that i chose
i feel so cold,im on empty
his grasp has got me
no turning back
my eyes close,the devil has got me,he finally won
i lost this battle,its over,its done
the devil has got me,he finally won
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Copyright 2003 Deja vu
Published on Tuesday, December 30, 2003.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Saturday, June 18, 2005, vaultgrl
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wrote:
....beautiful imagery and expressions....so descriptive, like a story happening....great write....
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On Friday, January 2, 2004, Drea
(1388) wrote:
i too think this is wonderful imagery. you are so good when it comes to words painting pictures. i enjoy your work, i enjoyed this one. ~Drea~
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A former member wrote:
More fun imagery. I can easily picture someone sitting in a bare room with slit wrists on a wooden cahir in a bare room.
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