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Sun Filled**plz comment**
written by sweetiepie8902:14 AM 3/3/05You say I have it good,
just cuz i dont live in the hood.
Maybe my parents dont always yell
but I live in my own firery hell.
My parents play pretend
so they dont have to let it end.
I do drugs to break a rule,
but believe me I dont think I'm cool.
Maybe you didnt know
that my feelings are to sad to show
and I have cuts along my veins
only to release all of my pain.
and sometimes when I cant feel
I cut to see that I'm still real
When I go gome,
It feels like I am always alone.
And you only pretend to care,
that sometimes my life is to bad to bare.
So yes my parents do have money
and my world seems always bright and sunny.
But late at night I'm always crying
only thinking of all the ways I'm dieing. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by xwhatitis2burn8x (3-3-2005 - 02:27 AM)
| its ok. it gets much better towards the end, tho i like lines 3, 4, and 5 |
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