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by ShelbyLynne   Dec 9, 2006


My eyes burn form crying
my pillow is wet
i feel like im dying
but i havent yet
my bones are so weak holding back is mush harder
my voice is so meak i cant take this any longer
the pain keeps on filling my soul and my heart
i am very much willing
to tear myself apart
i need you here with me
my dear friend by my side
your the only one that can see
ill stay with you as you guide
~me~

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