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I know a sadness so consuming, I am left empty She thrusts herself into the pit of your stomach, the tips of your fingers Claws her way into your mind stupid  useless  ugly  unloved She is the broken record player on which these inner-devils are played She is the inevitable darkness that spoils your soul The black tar that contaminates all those you touch You have become her You are now the constant burden your mother carries on her back (You've already sacrificed too much for me) The ice-cold shoulder that saddens your ailing father (You deserve a better daughter) The anxious palpitations of your little sister's heart (I'm supposed to be your protector) I'm so sorry
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 9:44 PM UTC
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I know a sadness so consuming, I am left empty She thrusts herself into the pit of your stomach, the tips of your fingers Claws her way into your mind stupid  useless  ugly  unloved She is the broken record player on which these inner-devils are played She is the inevitable darkness that spoils your soul The black tar that contaminates all those you touch You have become her You are now the constant burden your mother carries on her back (You've already sacrificed too much for me) The ice-cold shoulder that saddens your ailing father (You deserve a better daughter) The anxious palpitations of your little sister's heart (I'm supposed to be your protector) I'm so sorry
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 9:44 PM UTC
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