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String of Nothingness
Contributed by
assassinatorgirl
on
Tuesday, 13th June 2006 @ 07:23:53 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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I don't know what's real I don't know what I mean. It's hard to stay here, Your world's splitting seams. I can hardly think, I can hardly speak. My blood is ink, Or am I just a freak? I don't know when I'm lying, I don't even know who I am. I'm in love and I'm dying, Attempting to see straight.
I'll put my hand on your face, But I won't feel a thing. You'll make my heart race, But I can't be a being. I don't know how to be alive, What do you mean "to survive?" I'm a faded bleak kid just a case without a lid. There's nothing to get out of me, I'm worthless can you not see? But you're blind. And I'm dumb. Deafness follows behind-- Inward-falling crumb.
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assassinatorgirl
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2006-06-13 19:23:53] (Date/Time posted on
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