Sanctify
By dyejunkie
What a great place to beA sanctity from anything positiveDraining every single drop of hopeDrip, Drip, Dripping awayFloating down the sewers of despairlost forever...An eternity spent ` in this hell holeWhy cant my own be my own?Nothing feels like mine, everything all fakeNothing borrowed...Nothing stolen...My possessions...Well why don't they feel like mine?Drowning in my painNever to resurfaceNot such a great loss after allWas it? Written January 11th, 2002 © on Jan 11 2002 06:25 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"What a great place to beA sanctity from anything positiveDraining every single drop of hopeDrip, Drip, Dripping awayFloating down the sewers of despairlost forever...An eternity spent ` in this hell holeWhy cant my own be my own?Nothing feels like mine, everything all fakeNothing borrowed...Nothing stolen...My possessions...Well why don't they feel like mine?Drowning in my painNever to resurfaceNot such a great loss after allWas it?..."