My heart is tired I’m dead

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By Loneliness is condescending

Good day, goodbye, so long Haunting whispers in my ear “Return to me” My eyes are gleaming I can’t look back Sprinting toward the edge I’ve finally earned my wings Your whispers turn to screams “Promise me you’ll return” This, my rebirth, takes hold of me Domineering blackness Out shed of the innocents Without the lies that blanket me Called away, no promise to survive Stop your foolish please I cannot look back Where I go is where I die Be there when I land

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May 28, 2006 03:36lost the lonely dead

you should read 'i wont say goodbye' i liked this so i wrote a response to yours

June 15, 2006 16:50Faith

Beautiful, very well done!