12.2.10

My tears run down like razorblades and no, I'm not the one to blame: it's you or is it me? All the words we never say come out and now we are all ashamed and theres no sense In playing games, when you done all you can do. I lose myself in all these fights, I lose my sense of wrong and right. I cry, I cry. I'm shaking from the pain that's in my head, I just want to crawl into my bed and throw away the life that I led. But I won't let it die. But I won't let it die.

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20-4-2010

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