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She's What We Call Alone
written by bloody_tears_girl11:22 PM 4/13/05walks around without a care,
the wind blowing through her long black hair.
bleeding deep inside herself,
waiting to scream at someone else.
under the covers, crying herself to sleep,
her happiness, unable to keep.
wakes up the next day, but doesn't get out of bed,
pain and hurt pounding throuh her head,
why can't she just be dead?
she's hoping it will end tonight,
without another teary fight.
just one more day in this fucked up life.
she's what we call, on her own,
she's what we call, all alone. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by RazorBladeKisses4U (4-14-2005 - 05:36 AM)
| I am utterly spechless, its so beautiful. |
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