Deep Loneliness

by Edina   Sep 25, 2004


The first flesh torn,
it cuts real deep,
happiness gone
no dreams as I sleep.

Turning and turning,
my dreams come awake,
cutting deeper, screaming
how much can I take.

Damn this life
it cuts so near,
the sharpest edges come
on the things you most fear.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Knoxy

    hey, this is awesome, keep it up hun! luv alwayz knoxy

  • 19 years ago

    by Kaitlin Kristina

    This is great. You have a natural way of writing that I enjoy very much. Write more, I want to check them out. Your very good.
    With love, K Kristina

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