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This terror of the night stirs me
Though my rest was light
Almost sleepless
A lost cause in the dark

Gripped by this frustration
These eyes let me weep
Though silently
I shake and die inside

And when the song becomes
Too much
I slice what is bothering
And let it escape

A crimson tear
In hindsight

I’m sick
And happy
How does it compare?
To what I have now

But what do I have left now?
©2006-2009 ~Olesthus
:iconolesthus:

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:iconthe-cry-of-mankind:
Distressing thoughts and feelings of desperation and hoplessness fill my head when reading this.

Maintains perfection all the way through.

Requires :+favlove:

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:iconolesthus:
Thank you love :heart: and thanks for faving this hunk of ... bleh

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Oh, let her fade.
:iconthe-cry-of-mankind:
:heart: your welcome i guess..

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:iconolesthus:
u guess

?

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Oh, let her fade.
:iconhungerforperfection:
A crimson tear
In hindsight

I’m sick
And happy
How does it compare?
To what I have now


i really like these lines ...

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- annihilated with one twist of my trick scissors -
:iconolesthus:
thanks so much! :)

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Oh, let her fade.
:iconbreakfastatepiphanys:
thats cool, i like the flow of it

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thats what she said
:iconbreakfastatepiphanys:
thats cool, i like the flow of it

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thats what she said
:iconolesthus:
thanks man

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Oh, let her fade.

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