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Weight of life
Crush my soul
Pound and push
Out of control

Kick and scrape
Try to hold tight
Might not make it
Through the night

Continue on
And take a breath
Secretly long
For peaceful death

Mixing words
Into a rhyme
All thatís left to
Take up time

Until that hour
I am no more
Close the window
Shut the door.

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The following comments are for "Crushed"
by Myndraker

beautifully written
I love this one, It gives me a deep feeling, specially the last lines
"Until that hour
I am no more
Close the window
Shut the door."
When you say I am no more feels like you are in the sulks with the world. sad but true after all the efforts you make in this world to achieve something which you value most, one day, one hour and one minute you are going to lose it.

( Posted by: ilgaar [Member] On: November 9, 2007 )

To ilgaar
No man shall know the day or the hour kinda thing eh? You'd be surprised, or maybe not, how often when i am alone that I feel this way. That deep feeling has come at times to be somewhat of a warm friend to cuddle with on a lonely cold night...

( Posted by: Myndraker [Member] On: September 20, 2010 )

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