The Question is... Why?

May 13, 2010
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Why am I like this?
What have I done?
All these things build in my head
I can't take it, I want them gone!

My past lives in my present
It always has
It's stuck here, almost branded
Stabbing my heart with shards of glass

Why did it ever happen?
Why is it staying? haunting me
It drives me to the edge, trying to sadden
Trying to destroy! a torturing glee

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