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Contributed by
Cancer
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Monday, 28th July 2003 @ 10:35:00 AM in AEST
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she doesn't understand and i doubt she ever will what compels me to search for violence in love she has no clue what he did to me
i truly regret not telling her sooner for now, i know i never can i just wish that, if only once, i could drag her down the Corridors of my Memories throw open the doors and let her watch as i have, so many times (all i've ever been able to do is watch)
violence is simply ingrained in me it is my life's blood Hatred, my skin, a hardened shell my heart is just a hollow chamber composed of ancient rage
i hate myself for not stopping him or the others, i suppose but it was he who "broke me in" then, he just broke me so often i wonder what/who i would be had things gone differently always the same conclusion "it doesn't matter" Nothing Does all of these questions are just ways to kill time before i kill myself
conceal the scars "if you tell, i'll kill you" swallow it all "i'm doin' this cuz i love you" he just let me bleed "you look so pretty like that" i can't believe i trusted him "you were meant to be a gril" i am what he made me "go on, scream, no one can hear you" and no one ever will
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Re: No Title
(User Rating: 1 ) by tease_whizz on
Monday, 28th July 2003 @ 12:45:20 PM AEST (User
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my soul bleeds to think of you hurting like this. a deep and emotionally charged write. Kate x |
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Re: No Title
(User Rating: 1 ) by Amaterian_Angel on
Monday, 27th March 2006 @ 06:15:17 AM AEST (User
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That was so beautiful, but so horrible. It was the most powerful poem I’ve ever read. By the way, there is always someone who will hear you. Someone to help *hug* |
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