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Im loved 4 wat im not and its slowly killing me |
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Its 2 much 4 her-standing on the clifs edge she shuts her eyes tight... |
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A poetic world is more or less the (only) world I know...or the (only) one I live in. |
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I wish you could see all the nights i cry myself to sleep.. i wish you could feel the pain you make me feel.. |
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Someone once told me to stop cutting myself because its depressing, so i carved in a smile just to make them happy ... |
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Im tired of trying and tired of lying i kno i been smiling but inside im dying |
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The ache is neverending but there is only so much you can take |
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Mah soul was removed 2 make room 4 all these sarcasm |
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&& sometimes no matter wat happens...no matter how hard u try...no matter how many tears r shed....they just cant come back....</3 |
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She sits in her corner singing herself to sleep. Wrapped in all of the promises that no one seems to keep. |