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Tell Me


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Written by Sorrow Is My Mask   
Monday, 31 March 2008
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Tell Me

 

Please tell me, how does it feel

To be broken down, feeling so unreal

 

Are you losing your mind

Losing all sense of time

Watching all of those beautiful memories rewind

 

With your insides scraping away

You feel like killing yourself today

 

But you can't do that

Everyone would be sad

And heaven forbid, you'd lose all that fame you think you have

 

But once the pain sets in

The feeling of knowing what could have been

You only have yourself to condemn

 

Then you will turn into me

You will begin to see only disease

 

Take it in my friend

Embrace the pain you gave to me in the end

Doesn't it feel good, realizing all of your sin?

 

Before the knife cuts that beautiful face into disarray

Just remember, it's your own game you lost to today

And then please, just cut away



Copyright 2008 Sorrow Is My Mask
Keyword: Tell Me
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Comments (2)
Posted by R.E.Potter
2008-03-31 17:57:50
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cool poem...liked this
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Posted by Dirkin
2008-03-31 18:30:56
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Very good, liked the way the poem seems to speak to someone specific but could be anyone
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