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sorrow slapped me in the face
and now that it has my attention
it wont let me be

my soul cries crimson blood
its been kissed by my deathly blade

they say the pen is mightier then the sword
im not so sure anymore

despair haunts me
a punishment for being happy

im ashamed
tonight it hits hard
i hate who i am
-who i've been

all the scars on my body are nothing compared to the scars my soul holds
the pian i've felt is unbelievable
i'd rather feel the wounds

if these are the best years of my life
whut the fuck do i have to look foward to



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On Tuesday October 19th, 2004, Zahtsk (33) writes:
a beautiful desply of such sarrowful feelings


On Sunday June 6th, 2004, evolve (2228) writes:
Flooding with emotion...the best way. Lovely poem, dear.



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