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by Kelly Jun 9, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
For a long time I've been waiting, 10 years to be exact, You taunt me everytime you are near, But somehow they pull me back. I want to come with you, With all my heart I do, Watching my blood flow away, Wanting my dreams to come true. Scars all over my body, Red marks all down my arms, These wounds on my body, Cannot compare to those on my heart. Joyous laughter all around, Oh how I want it to stop, I go home to do the deed, But they always pull me back.
by BrokenMisery
wow- great work- i really like this! Great job!