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Egh, I can't live in the demise of living.

The constant thought of suicide,

the dreams of a better day to come.

Constantly wondering what is in store for me.

Could there be a better something?

Someone better?

Anything to help me through this time.

Anything at all, I lift my hands and prey.

Maybe something to pass the time.

Or maybe something to rewinde.



Sitting alone in the cemetary,

not normaly what you'd think

for someone like me.

The cold glissening against my cheek,

my legs curled up to my chest so tightly.

Tears of black mascara and eyeliner roll down

my cheeks.

Wishing and asking for them to take me.

Take me somewhere calm and nice.

Living is such a demise.

Scare of worries and wondering.

Always, never alone, never calm, never nice,

never to stop.

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KittyCaye
10:41 Sep 25 2009

Not my best... Just random thoughts I guess....

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