Pain

April 25, 2009
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I write to release my pain,
It bleeds from me like ink onto paper,
Im cut and all you see is illspoken words,
Im burned and all you see is broken promises,
I cry and all you see is a lost soul,
I write and all you see is truth.





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Dakota R. said...
May 7, 2009 at 11:35 pm
wow! that is . . . shockingly well done. interestingly it fits PERFECTLY for my story. can i use it?
 
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