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Picture Book
written by Choking_Away_Life03:25 AM 2/22/05to tell my story i dont even need to say a word,
it's like a picture book but instead of drawn out on paper these drawing lay within scars apon my arms and they tell my whole lifes history
and why im so fucked up.
if you could only see the things i've done to me
its pathetic that i resort to pain to ease my troubles
even if it only works for a little while.
this sharp disaster is killing me,
eating me away.
what little hope i had before is all gone.
what i once had is lost
and what i lost before is gained
so why do i even bother
continuing living though this pain. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by silent_tears09 (2-22-2005 - 03:28 AM)
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