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I wish for a **** not a ****** mess but to shed some skin and expose my finest because who I am reflects inside my eyelids but when I open to see I can't face this person She's crippled and mute I try to reach her but when I do she cries for the treason of scaming me out of any quaility of life She's controlling my body while I am caged inside using a view that lacks any vision hellen keller could do better In this struggle to face the music I want to dance but my spirit has fallen I try to pick up on the steps but I harbor so much resistence It almost feels like I am split in two wanting to sing but lacking a tune and I do have courage and I am strong but the person who has surfaced after this terrible fall is nothing I stand for at all I tell her day in and day out get up cause your worth it you know you are but she stares back at me in the mirror her eyes telling me incessantly I am wrong And I want to **** her I want her gone but she believes more deeply I was made to fall
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Dec 13, 2012
Dec 13, 2012 at 4:58 PM UTC
I Want to See her Die!
I wish for a **** not a ****** mess but to shed some skin and expose my finest because who I am reflects inside my eyelids but when I open to see I can't face this person She's crippled and mute I try to reach her but when I do she cries for the treason of scaming me out of any quaility of life She's controlling my body while I am caged inside using a view that lacks any vision hellen keller could do better In this struggle to face the music I want to dance but my spirit has fallen I try to pick up on the steps but I harbor so much resistence It almost feels like I am split in two wanting to sing but lacking a tune and I do have courage and I am strong but the person who has surfaced after this terrible fall is nothing I stand for at all I tell her day in and day out get up cause your worth it you know you are but she stares back at me in the mirror her eyes telling me incessantly I am wrong And I want to **** her I want her gone but she believes more deeply I was made to fall
danielle-rose
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Dec 13, 2012
Dec 13, 2012 at 4:58 PM UTC
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