Negativity: Life’s Hole, by Tyler Cedric Golden
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Lost deep down inside this hole,
My eyes are bloodshot and my adrenaline is running full,
I’m crying out and confused ripping the hair off my head,
I wish this would swiftly pass so I could just be dead,
I want to be far away from this place,
Even in this reflection I see no face,
I’m tired of going through all of this stress,
I tried very hard, but maybe not my best,
Care do I not about any of this, this darkness, this cold,
I just want this to end and escape from life’s hole…
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Posted: 2009-02-11 17:09:35 UTC |
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