'Wilted'
the other day i looked outside and i saw the sun and i turned away i am in love with my sadness, my pain, my end that will come and make you love me again today i do not look outside i am trapped inside this satin cage this sweet poison of death that i would have my savior, my downfall, my mainstay suicide is an addiction, a tainted love i am another victim on the list of the damned i will never be the things you are... i am the clay in your potter's hands mold me, shape me, make me a person the kind of person you want to see the rose of beauty has died inside and i am the wilted petals falling Written December 22nd, 2001 © on Dec 22 2001 07:32 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"the other day i looked outside and i saw the sun and i turned away..."