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i cant write...as you see

i wipe my eyes....the black smears on my hand

my hands curl into fists gripping tears, black eyeshadow, and blood

the strength i felt seeps out

somehow the tension is still there

i dont feel regret

just hate....pure hate for the heart that still beats

it pounds in my ears, mocking me

you'll never have the guts to finish me

i fear its all too right

so i can flirt with death....im still here

still stuck in one thought, one need

yes i can lie about it

smile, until they look away

but everything i am to them is a lie

the truth is right where i lay

the truth only comes out when i lay there

[too scared to take a step forward or back.]

[ this is the type of shit i post on my xanga. on which i have two friends heh. if you like or just like making fun of me...go to www.xanga.com/xxbreakingxxpointxx ] or dont...i dont really give.

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