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A tale of scars
written by Bloodfilledcinnabuns02:20 AM 2/13/05The cuts are so deep,
Blood is starting to seap
I don't know where it ends,
But I know where it began
It started with pain,
And it might end in death
Now I'm in trouble deep,
All the way to my neck
Maybe it's just a tick,
A habit,
Or phase
Now my body's so sore,
And my torso is layed
People once said,
That tears tell no lies
Well, if this is true
Have you seen my own eyes?
I know what friends think,
And they say its disturbing
But after a while,
There's a fade to my smile
And the pain,
No longer deserving
Sometimes I look back,
And wonder "What have I done?"
It makes me feel depressed,
This is surely no fun
Out of all ways to go,
This is my worst
Now I'm under a spell,
My spirit now cursed |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (guest) (2-13-2005 - 02:32 AM)
| awsome thought in that one....... ,ChamberedDemon
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by Bloodfilledcinnabuns (2-13-2005 - 02:48 AM)
| Thanks alot its always good to hear what people think |
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