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As I Walk...
As i walk i feel empty emotionally but overfilled
with thoughts,
Thoughts of when she was by my side.
Thoughts of feeling her smoothe silky skin with ripples
of perfection and her form so exilerating.
As I walk my mind runs wild with fear and sorrow,
but the pain burns the blood that flows through cracks
in my broken heart.
It kills me inside each time I walk by her knowing shes there
but not showing it,
I just want to stop and tell her im sorry about the way i was.
But i just can't because sorry has been worn out way over the
fucking limit.
I may be dramatic but at least i still live life unlike others,
I just sometimes forget who i am and how i should be.
As i walk the blood drips of my shoes and disappears in the
soil of heartbreak and unexisting rest,
For i am lonely on the inside of peace to the state of emotion...
with thoughts,
Thoughts of when she was by my side.
Thoughts of feeling her smoothe silky skin with ripples
of perfection and her form so exilerating.
As I walk my mind runs wild with fear and sorrow,
but the pain burns the blood that flows through cracks
in my broken heart.
It kills me inside each time I walk by her knowing shes there
but not showing it,
I just want to stop and tell her im sorry about the way i was.
But i just can't because sorry has been worn out way over the
fucking limit.
I may be dramatic but at least i still live life unlike others,
I just sometimes forget who i am and how i should be.
As i walk the blood drips of my shoes and disappears in the
soil of heartbreak and unexisting rest,
For i am lonely on the inside of peace to the state of emotion...
Published 15th Sep 2010
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18th Sep 2010 7:48pm
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