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beneath

07:22 Feb 27 2007
Times Read: 554


Do you see the red in my eyes?



The bruises on my thighs?



I'm not alright inside.



Something hides beneath my cover.



Should I show you?



Would you want to see?



Now I can't because of the way you look at me.



Don't judge what you don't know.



Don't act like you care.



I do what you won't ever dare.



I'll won't scream and yell



to make my point.



because it's not a matter of volume...

that gets you to





listen.


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the puzzel

21:24 Feb 25 2007
Times Read: 558


is it worth losing everything?



I see the devil in ___ eyes

I taste ____ tears



I like it when the red water comes out



Wake up

tangled in darkness

silent scream

of the horror

in ____ mind

not yet dead

unable to tell

if ____ eyes are open or shut



light unable to penatrate dark



everywhere on everyone

no peace



we're working towards the same goal

one life forever



emptiness is loneliness

and loneliness is cleanliness

and cleanliness is godliness



don't hide when ___

know I can't find ___



I wish I could ignore me





____________________________________



that's it

the lines means I exxed it out.


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The Habit

07:00 Feb 24 2007
Times Read: 560


Cutting keeps their words at bay

Down into the soars that stay

Happiness is just a gush away..

I open a familiar scar,

pain goes shooting like a star.

Comfort hasn't failed to follow so far.



And you might say it's self indulgent,

you might say it's self destructive.

But you see it's more productive

then if I were to be happy.



The ugly marks are worth the momentary gain.

When I drive a sharpened object

chours of angels seem to sing.



I'd kick the bucket

sixety times before I'd kick the habit.

As the skin rips off

I cherish the revolting thought,

That even if I quit...

there's not a chance in hell I'd stop.



No one cares if your arm is bleeding,

too concerned with their hair receeding.



Why on earth would anyone practive self-destruction?


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the start

09:29 Feb 23 2007
Times Read: 568


Sick sick sound



we all fall down



there is something keeping



everyone's lungs and lips



locked.



It's called fear



and it's seeing



a great renaissance.



I'm a necessary evil.



Try to contain yourself.



I thought you took it lightly.



Rotten like a crackwhore.



Show us what you're good for.



Join the blood sport.



jaded



bitter



failure has made me cruel.



Seven scale from dead to breathing.



tells you she's bipolar



just so you trust her.



Keep a healthy distance.



Say nothing,



but your tongue gets blacker.



You hated me,



so a toast.



You really had me going for a second


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