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Wrapped Within the Pain

I allowed myself to slip amongst it all
Losing sight of all importance in this fatal fall
I allowed my heart to darken and dim
No longer able to explain or even to understand
I felt more suffocated by every ounce of pain
So I allowed this razor to grace my wrists again
Now here I lie, alone in my grave
Regretting the choices I chose to make
A smile painted on a cold, dead face
Buried with reminents of a life recently erased
So this is for all those feelings forgotten
Those in need of some love or consolation
For those who feel they've lost themselves
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ReflectionFollow to me to the river Stay silent as I take this path Sun beating down hot,
Almost within reach Forgive me for not Telling you my secrets Forget the times I yelled and cried Unaware of your presence If you must remember anything at all Care not of the white lies Or endless nasty words Just follow me to the river And do as I do Hold me tightly Never let go The only friend I have, Shadow Reflection
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Deep, Down.Enticingly dangerous I run the blade across my skin Sitting in the silhouettes of darkness waiting for the end to begin. My blood dances at the tip of the razor blade; Frivolously patching up the damage that I’ve made. Tears mixing with a river running crimson down my arm; Ceasing to exist, escaping the suffering, escaping the harm. Slice open the veins and watch my life flow away; Fighting for survival but not wanting to live another day. Deep, Down.
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Teen Angst. I wish!

Sun Sep 25, 2005, 12:20 PM

Yeah, so I've heard that twice. I wish it was just that. I wish I could FEEL like I was a "teen" again. Teen angst. What the hell.

I can't control shit everyone is doing. Drugs, hospitals, me being to blame.

I WISH!

Ugh.

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Current Residence: Canada
Interests: Writing, Hanging with friends, Nature...
Favourite movie: I Am Sam
Favourite band or musician: Tegan and Sara, One True Thing.
Favourite genre of music: All types. Hate rap and R&B though.
Favourite artist: None, really. Amber?
Favourite poet or writer: I have a few, actually.
Favourite photographer: I'm not sure?
Personal Quote: You may not remember what someone said or did, but you will remember how they made you feel