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Justine Sep 2010
sing to me, one last time I know you're voice isn't beautiful but it heals my soul.

tell me, one more time that you don't need me, because it kills every part of me.

don't you see i'm crazy just like you? we need help but wont let ourselves be saved

so we take each other and tear and rip the flesh right off the bones because somehow that's better

i'm sick. to my stomach. if i could, i would disappear into this mattress, and black sheet. it cant keep me warm like you do anyway.

i'm tired of fighting, done with lying its not a game why did i ever try to win?

now i'm stuck here listening to "I told you so" but they don't know, they wont ever know my love for you is real.

I'm young, you hit it right on the head everything you thought of me. but i'm not a ****, nor would i ever pretend to be that sheep in wolves clothing.

So keep the part of me and never let it go. Keep the memories photographed with detail of an exciting children's story. I know.. fairy tales aren't real.

This feeling, I cant get rid of, and I've been numb for months.

No use for a razor blade, The only thing to wake me up:
Is your touch.

be smart, listen to me, forget your heart. You wont be happy girl, but you might be better off. If its meant to be, let it go... it never comes back just so you know.
written 5/20/2007 by me.
Justine Sep 2010
You took away the only part of me that was still breathing

Laying on the ***** linoleum I picked myself back up

I grabbed for that piece you so violently took away.

I may not have gotten all of it back, but most of it is with me.

You aren't a bad person you're just a fool

But then again I just might  be one too.
Written 5/18/2007
Justine Sep 2010
Take a Step Back

And Look at the picture you painted

You See Me Standing There

All Alone

All Alone

But I'm Still The Star Of Your Show

You Beat Me Down

To The Point of never standing back up

You took my heart

between your gentle fingers

created a monster

choked to death

its gone

and I'm never coming back

Did you get what you wanted?

Tell me is this what you wanted it all along?

Then You took my face

Touched it lightly

Told me it was now or never

The distance between the bullet and the barrel

seems inevitable and shorter than ever

As it rests between your puckered lips

You're not the victim

But you play the role so well

It feels like you have faked this all before

Behind your crying gray eyes

You're out to ****** again

You know its

Your fault its

All made up

In That Tormented head

You say you

Imagine Nothing

You See It How It Really Is

Well Darling

I might be a liar

But you're a killer

I'm shaking on the cold floor covered in sweat

Look at the blood

Dripping from my leg

One Final Slip

So remember the pills

Because I'll never forget
I wrote this 11/28/2006

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