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10-02-2023, 12:20 PM
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Up From The Skies Suicide Booth ID: 13
Join Date: Jul 2006
Location: Given To Fly!!!!!
Posts: 13,150
Bincount™: 26323
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Deja Vu
Tick tock…. tick tock…
Time keeps on slippin’ slippin’ slippin’
My future is ridiculously ripped wide open
A gaping hole in my pathetic heart
Deja vu, another day of empty loneliness
Helpless, am I selfish for wanting love?
The sun faded calendar is stuck on April
Tick tock…tick tock…
Slapping that silly clock right up off the wall
Depression keeps on trippin’ trippin’
Trippin’ me up
Life of losing after getting beat up
Sucker punched, blamed and shamed
Beat down ridiculed repeatedly
Abandoned, now even more saddened
Fucked up royally, isn’t this maddening?
Another sword pierced right through my chest
Sometimes your best is your worst
Nightmares cutting me up, I feel forever flawed
Drawn down at dawn, kicked out and cursed
Driving around in a flat black hearse
Dying is a daily predictable premonition
A double dose of destructive demolition
Dried out and fried out failed relationships
Humbled, spun out I seriously stumbled
Another relapse, then I’m slippin’ slippin’ slippin’
Enveloped further down into a blood stained spiral
It’s your love that I’m missin’ missin’ missin’
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I don't know where the sunbeams end
And the starlights begin
It's all a mystery
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