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HurtNo matter how you try / No matter who gets hurt / You still trample on people
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Feb 11, 2012
Help when neededIt's cold dark and the air is heavy with the stench of rotting corpses. / I walk down the hall and turn right. / I have no idea why I am here other than to walk the halls.
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Feb 8, 2012
Scene of ghostsAs I slowly take a jagged breath, I realize I can't stand it anymore. I plung into the depths to only find despair, but when I find the bottom there is a tunnle so deep, so wide, that you feel like a mouse.I enter with as much confidence as a lion, but only half way through do I realize I have no confidence of a lion but only a mere kitten, who was just born.I continue to walk but don't know why.When I get to the end I realize it has only just began.Beyond the tunnle is the same cliff I just plungged off but then I relize it is to steep to be. When I reach to the top I find a stranger dressed in white. Behind him are two others dressed in cream and my family that has passed away. I ask where am I but he jst smiles.Why does he jst stand there and smile.Finnally he says you've been through alot but now you can relax here in pardise or you can go home and stay for awhile longer. I say I wish to go home but to return later.He says ok I will send you back. When I wake im in the hospital.I ask what happened they only say a wreck and that the ones i love are waiting for me.I just smile and they come in.
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Feb 8, 2012
Death Destruction and DespairDeath hurts us all. / It hurts the ones close to the lost. / We hurt even more when we hide it
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Feb 8, 2012
MathewEver feel like when you finnaly get smething right / you screw up ten other things hurt 15 other people / and get so confused you lose sight of what you did right
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Feb 7, 2012
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