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[..X.. The walking dream called reality is constantly changing.What's so sad about that? ..X..] |
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[..X.. I had a dream one night, it was so nice, it was the one I slit my wrist and ended my life ..X..] |
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[..X.. The sadness that's killing me inside is real. It's no fake and it's not made up. If you cant see that then i guess your blind ..X..] |
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Let Me Suffer In Despair That I Shall Not Find No Way Out And That My Burial Is The Ground But I Will Hope That Thee Cremate Me |
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You can cover it up, put a smile on it, but eventually it oozes out like a festering sore. A twitch, a glance, a shrung turning away the truth - unknown |
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[ . a . b r o k e n . h e a r t . n e v e r . s t o p s . b l e e d i n g . ] |
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I've Been Hurt By Many Things In Life, But I've Never Been Hurt Like You Have Hurt Me.. |
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. [ my world is filled with so much sorrow, i dont think i can bare to awake tomorrow ] . |
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. [ I take my blade, with my fist, and run it across, my scarred up wrist ] . |
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. [ Life is just like watching the knife zig-zag between your aching fingers ] . |