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Public Diary Jan 2015
He runs into the woods alone, sad from what he's seen. He runs and runs through the greens, wondering for the future what it means.

Slowly he walks home, a cave hidden in the trees. He lets soft cries of sadness get lost in the breeze.

He lays down, head low, the sadness in his heart continues to grow. Large warm tears form and fall, sadness running deep.

Slowly, the bear cries himself to sleep
Public Diary Jan 2015
When she holds his hand back and you die inside
Public Diary Jan 2015
I'm just not feeling happy and want to be alone and cry
Goodnight everyone
Public Diary Jan 2015
Darkness seeps from the cracks as they grow wider and longer. Pieces chip and fade, there's pain like that of a cut from a blade.
Sadness, despair, dread and fear all burst forth from cracks that are long and appear.
Memories bring old pain, fear of the future makes you insane. Another crack appears

**and another piece of your heart brakes off and fades away
Public Diary Jan 2015
Oh how I hope and pray you're not hanging out with him today
Public Diary Jan 2015
You know you're really out of energy when you can't even get negative energy from painful memories
It's not that I'm upset about anything, I'm just so freakin wiped
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