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Corrupted Intellect
By Mistress Morbid
My mind crumbling
People scratching
At my wounds
OUCH
Why do you
hurt me so?
My back is against
The wall
Feeling there
Is no way out
Curled in a ball
Wanting to scream
At the top of
My lungs
GO AWAY
Tears flood
The floor
With anguish
And despair
You delight
In my agony
You purposely
Pick at my
Scabs of misery
Leaving me
Bear to the world
So vulnerable
So minute
Have you not
Got better
Things to do
With your time?
It doesn't matter now
The damage is done
And there is
No going back
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Copyright 2004 Morbid Derangement
Published on Wednesday, March 10, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Thursday, March 11, 2004, Mistress Morbid
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wrote:
Thank you all for your kind words, I could not break these walls without you!
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On Monday, August 30, 2004, Deliverence
(556) wrote:
And we shall help with the breaking of other walls.-Kefkism
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On Wednesday, March 10, 2004, Lynaes
(854) wrote:
Wow, sense of being trapped whilst reeling in anguish and helplessness. Strong work, an awesome job. ~L
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A former member wrote:
Ooh something about this really stressed me out, and made me fall in love with it at the same time! It starts off with a feeling of helplessness.. but ended on a note of bravery. Wow, well done! ~Wish Upon A Star
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