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Fake

I cry the tears you cannot see
I have the pain that you cannot feel
The bite of the blade
As the pain hits
I am released
I am beaten and broken
Yet these things leave me no scars
My pasted smile
My acted and practiced laugh
You couldn't tell when
I'm in pain
I shake from trying
Not to end it all now
I long to end it all now
Long to drive the blade in
All the way
I long to feel the warmth
Of my blood
As it roles down my skin
I long to feel the
Coolness
At the end.

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On Sunday February 3rd, 2008, Syringe (70) writes:

wow very emotional...it's ironic how pscychological pain doesn't leave any scars yet we're hurt by them the most. great write!

On Wednesday September 15th, 2004, Daegonna (39) writes:

hey Wonderful write! and thanks for the title suggestion... i used it. ~Daegonna~

On Thursday September 16th, 2004, SilverPagan (30) writes:

Thank you and your welcome. ;)

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