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Rotting
By Ideas
I dug this grave
And blocked out the light
Buried myself so deep
I was finally out of sight
Now, I can't climb out
I can hardly breathe
The dirt is all around me
Where do I turn for relief?
Inward I leap
Locking myself in this shell
Daring not to step out
For I know I always fail
Here now I lie rotting
My former self smoldering with decay
Proof pain is immortal
And to think, this is a good day...
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Copyright 2004 Ideas
Published on Thursday, April 1, 2004.
Filed under:
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Comments on "Rotting"
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A former member wrote:
Ill dig you out and then we can play,when you were yourself. Just like the old days.
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On Friday, April 16, 2004, girlafraid
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wrote:
i'm a sucker for a good ending line...and the last line in this killed...great write...*afraid*
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A former member wrote:
You make decaying sound "beautifully" morbid. Dark and deep, I truly like this. Welldone. x slit x
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On Friday, April 2, 2004, capt_funguy
(777) wrote:
oh man ... i read this and fell forward a little ... i hate to say "cool write " ... due to the place where this is coming from ... so , beautifully expressed ... that works better ... sincerely ... funguy
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On Thursday, April 1, 2004, WinterGrave
(258) wrote:
this was wonderfuly scripted, i really enjoyed this read.~~~Grave
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