January 29, 2010
The love that is like flames in my soul burn with desire,with content to succeed in the daily forms and tragedies of life as we know it.There is a lot of pain and resentment deep inside my body that lingers there;it's like my own form of hell.I can't seem to get it to break free.Like a time bomb going off I explode,destroying anything and everything in my path,and shattering me into a million little pieces everytime.

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