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Author: Ikuisuuden Teiden Kulkija
Fiction Rated: T - English - Tragedy/Supernatural - Published: 08-27-06 - Updated: 08-27-06 - id:2237362

Too weary, too tired
To fight back anymore
Escape's out of my reach
Realized it long ago

Played with the idea
Of a beautiful suicide
Sweet oblivion
Delightful peace

I remember the poison
Tempting me to drink
And the rapture which I felt
Till I begun to sink

I fall asleep
Dive into reveries
The fears buried in my heart
Becoming reality

Chaotic like a dream
I will never find peace
I've died a thousand deaths
But there won't be a release

Shadows drawing onto the walls
Another nightmare comes, he calls
His voice echoes in the halls
Towards strenght in vain I crawl

Trapped in a grim dimension
Filled with despair, nothing but despair...

Shackled to the wall I scream
But no one's there to hear my prayer...

Nothing but despair...
For another death I prepare...



© Copyright 2006 Ikuisuuden Teiden Kulkija (FictionPress ID:422259).


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