The real me

by Isabel   Oct 13, 2005


Your memory here still in my heart will remain
but I know my life could be okay and stay the same
u no longer exist for my eyesight your love no longer will exist in my
corrupted mind somebody has came and taken all the pain of the past away
so I now enjoy my start and ending of every single day I washed all the pain of my wrist
full of scars at night I look out at the moon and no tears fall when I see the sky full of stars,
when people see me walking they see a new person full of happiness and not the old person they use
2 see walking by with a emotion of sadness. I thank god 4 giving me strength to get up and leave and find the real me!!!!!!!!!!!!1

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