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Disaster of Hallucination

TIGHT UP IN A KNOT, PURE POSION IN THE HEART, CALLING 4 HELP,? NO ONE CAN HEAR MY VOICE.? MY TROATH IS IN PAIN? MY VOICE IS DYING SLOWLY.? MY BRAIN IS NUMB.? MY EYES ARE BECOMING BLIND WITH FULL OF RAIN DEEP INSIDE.? I SLIP IN RAIN AND FALL ON MY BUTT.? THE RAIN SPLASHES IN MY FACE AND I WAKE UP.? LOOKING AROUND THIS PRISON WHICH I CALL HELL.? NO ONE KNOWS WHO I AM,? NO ONE KNOWS I'M IN PAIN, ? NO ONE CAN FEEL ME DEEP INSIDE,? MY HEART BECOMES LIKE FIRE BURNS IN WITH FLAMES.? THIS POSION IS DEEP; IS KILLING ME SLOWLY.? TURNING ME INTO PIECES OF ILLUSIONS.

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Date: 4/30/2009 2:29:00 PM
so sorry,.....what can one say but so sorry! Light & Love
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