Thursday, March 4, 2010

Scarred Solace

I can't run away from the pain
It doesn't give a chase
Always one step ahead
It waits
I assassinated the grief
And still its ghost
Haunts my memories
Like a color that the eye can't see
Invisible
But there
Sweating like an ice cube
Quenched but dehydrated
I get addicted to it
Now it just pricks like a pin
Doesn't stab like a knife
It's not pain anymore
It's my life...

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