elliots_skull

elliots bliss
2005-04-02 16:27:41 (UTC)

my friend

death, you did know....
and still you wait,
and here we all rote.
just like the dead we now know.

and its hard to let go of yourself,
the chemical imbalance says it all.

was it better to force feed,
nearly better to drug me.
and i sleep,
and you should know that ive gotten no where but behind.

i cant come back to this,
instead stand with me, and watch me kill.

this rotted life,
builds a cemetary......
and all i see is me.
i wont forget myself this time,
death, you should have known,
and a pathetic waste you will understand.

this rotted life,
builds a cemetary... this hole builds an oasis.




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