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Disaster Piece
Contributed by
screwup
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Thursday, 7th October 2004 @ 11:06:19 AM in AEST
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I am a disaster peice a horrible sculpture of crumbled art I am a **** up I can do nothing right not good enough for this life my wrist's flesh is all torn up scars here and within my skin is a disaster piece as I cut myself again my love for you my acceptance of your flaws turned out to be a betrayl catch me as I fall you didn't this time your heart is a disaster piece and you never loved me you acted like you cared you are a disaster piece you were never really there
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Re: Disaster Piece
(User Rating: 1 ) by kidpoet_213 on
Thursday, 7th October 2004 @ 10:14:23 PM AEST (User
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I just wish I was physically there for u... to touch u... not just with words or a smile... but to hold u and tell u everyhing's gonna be all right... to help u thru this... all of ur pain... to be what a friend is really supposed to be to u soemone u can reach out to and touch... some cares...
but I'm not... I'm here!!!
I love u Deanna very much! Don't ever 4 get that!!
~Donna~ |
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Re: Disaster Piece
(User Rating: 1 ) by Essentially9 on
Thursday, 7th October 2004 @ 10:32:45 PM AEST (User
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if you werent good enough for this life, then you would have never been born. we let others in our lives, and sometimes we must shut the door on them and the pain. its in our control over who we love and who we let in our lives. its in our control to shut them out. |
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