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Fresh Air

So many nights fill with tears of anger and agression
so many days with the same bland expression
Finding release in the pain that I could cause myself
believing in nothing else
Same tormented dreams ever day
cant get over the same still images that seem to replay
Trying to distort the pictures of reality
so the world around me is fake

The same nights I wake up with cold chills

is the same night I fell, myself pushing closer to the edge
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Eric Kozlik 08 February 2007

Congratulations, you are one of the only people on this site that actually uses rhymes. I think it makes your writing poetry, not just oddly grouped words. Keep it up.

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Kelly Allen Vinal 30 August 2005

Wonderful piece. Healing is imminent!

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