View Blog    my living death A shudder deep with in my soul. How quaint it is. A rippling feeling pain and anguish surrounds my body. Piercing through my ribs filling my lungs with liquid fire. is this what its like to die. I die a little each day i wake to find my self in such pain. the never ending of pulsing sickness inbeding deeper into my soul i shall never get away I hush my words to cry out silence for i have nothing left to give i am tired of fighting for one more day when will this pass when i will i pass..........away.     Posted by DirtySparrow on 2007-07-10 13:53:03 | Rating: | Views: 125     Email This to a Friend Friend's Email *    Friend's Name*    Your Name*    Security code*    Refresh Image                 Print This Blog Post     Bookmark: Delicious  Digg  Reddit  Facebook  StumbleUpon    Permalink:      Blog Comments Nothing found Would you like to comment?     (Maximum characters: 5000)     You have characters left.      Security code:                                                     Refresh Image

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