Rejected by Death, by Loneliness is condescending
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She's not dieing
She is the only one living
We are the ones who are dead
Left behind in this cold uncaring place
She will feel the sun on her back once more.
While we are entombed by ice, buried in the snow
Her soul will be graced with peace and laid to rest
Ours tormented and scared, forever walking
Flowers bloom around her feet
Cast among the vines to sleep
Her eyes may be dull but ours are blind
We missed the chance to glimpse another way
She's not dieing
She is the only one living
We are the ones who are dead
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| Posted: 2005-11-02 04:22:28 UTC |
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| 2006-10-06 05:33:24 | lost the lonely dead |
| i do like this one as well it seems to imply the opposite is true in reality and that this is all sarcasm, that the 'girl' is blind living in an imaginary world where everything is perfect for her alone |
| 2007-03-07 01:42:09 | User |
| This is rather true in an idealistic way..and emotional too..feels like it ain't so bad beind dead sometimes.. |