March 24, 2009
By Anonymous

darkness all around me all i hear is her cries, the feeling's cold, the wind is deep, love has rotten, lust is steep, can't feel her heart beat, alive or dead this shall be said her heart is cold, her love is sold, her breath is tookin' everyone's lookin' as her pain changes her body's language, she becomes a monster to humanity, queen of perphanity to her life doesn't matter so why should she care no one's there once again they stop and stare ,but to her still no one's there to care to love or a simple hug to her life is just a rush.....

The author's comments:
in a way this is about me but in actuality its about a girl in my head i see all the time when im mad she lives in the world i made up in my head oh and she doesn't really talk much either IM NOT CRAZY TRUST ME

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12345 BRONZE said...
on Apr. 12 2009 at 12:34 am
12345 BRONZE, Strafford, New Hampshire
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I trust you:)

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