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HollyAbout the AuthorAsylumCeltic KingWithering on the VineAbandonedShadow LandFrozenFallenLast TearPast Meets PresentJourneyNight fallNight WalkerLifes PainRainFogWaterfallsFireDeviAbout this AuthorDead TimeChaosForgotten FarewellDeath BedLost ChanceVampireTammyAnother AuthorGoodbye KissWhyMeant to beTearsTonyAuthor InfoLady WinterRP Chars
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| WITHERING ON THE VINE |
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| By: Holly |
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| Amongst poison ivy flowers wilt Caused by shattered dreams Lies stunt the growth of self esteem And Im left withering on the vine Upon a cracked trelles Between the gables of past and future Pinned within the cascades of thorns a thisles Not a life in sight to save me No one there to set me free Still Im left withering on the vine Words of peer insult Burn like pestiside I won't shed a tear I keep it all inside Left withering at the end of the vine Could it have become that bad Has life driven me mad A storm is brewing in the distance I feel it coming Should I show resistance Im hanging from the vine Gusts slap me in the face To strong for me to hold on My grip is torn away And I fall from the vine.......... |
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