April
May 2011
I wanna cut my throat apart. whats the point when you cant speak? It slowly tears me down, piece by piece. It hurts to much. I have to suffer trought every sentence. No one will ever understand this c
Dont look at me, i'm a disgrace!
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How can you just walk away from me, when all I can do is watch you leave. And there's nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face It's so simple to be afraid I'm stuck in my own head
Trying to forgeth, but the tears makes me femember you face. Tryning to se a future, but my reflection is just an empty space. Trying to find the hope, but I lost it the same moment I lost you. The me
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