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 Oct 2013 Daemoness
destinee
all by my self
it's hard to be sure why i feel so insecure
seems my pain is the only cure
my tears running dry as i sit by the window
hoping you'd come back to me like you did before
all by my self  no body to calm the sadness
just pain and sadness i thought you knew
that my love was true  and how much i still love you
all these feelings i have their obsured here by my self not a trace of you near
i wish this sadness would just dissappear  just to have you near.
Only he can wear this crown
The woe that pulls and holds him down
A life without, a life with shame
And only he may hold the blame
A door once shut can ne'er reopen
The portal sealed with those words spoken
A path he frequents and walks through slowly
A friendship formed by suitor lowly.
Its not healthy to stay up at night,
pouring bitter liquor down our throats,
trying to erase the sweet promises that were whispered into our ears at 4 am,
that filled our empty hearts.
Those promises were eventually broken,
and so were our hearts,
so we were left
feeling torn
*again.
The tears slide down my face
As the knife, scissors, or even a pen sharp enough
comes down
And leaves its mark on me
And I enjoy it.
Through the pain and tears
I contort my face into a twisted smile.
And for a moment, I feel good
But then the blood starts pouring over
Onto the floor.
*Time to clean it up....
This is about a time when I cut a while ago. Don't worry, I don't cut anymore....although I want to

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