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Stacy Mills Dec 2015
what do you want me to say, what do you want me to do to prove to you that I'm sorry. I never ment to hurt you. it was the farthest thing from my mind, but I did, and I hate my self so much. I don't wish myself death. I want to wreathe in my hurt knowing I can't fix this **** up and your suffering for it. I want to peal all my flesh away and show you how much it hurts me for having been the source of all this anguish. I don't know how to deal with any of this.
Stacy Mills Dec 2015
I'm sorry I feel things.
I'm not inhuman.
I'm just a broken ****** up one.
Stacy Mills Nov 2015
Look into my eyes
You shall see truth
Look into my mind
You shall see reality
Look into my heart
See what you shall
I look into your eyes
I see pain
I look into your mind
I see confusion
I look into your heart
I see a hole
Let me ease your pain
Let me help when u need it
Let fill your heart
My eyes
My truth
My mind
My reality
I give them to you
My heart
Ahh yes
My heart
Well
You can have that too
Stacy Mills Nov 2015
HEY YOU!
I see faces in the dark!
There eyes glowing red.
An emence evil mark.
My heart has gone dead.
The numbness in my spine.
A chill in the air.
You soul has become mine.
Face it, life's not fair!
A once crossed path.
Head to head with my demons wrath.
Cry and beg for your life to turn around.
I can't hear your pitiful pleas, there is nothing, no sound.
Standing above you now hovering tall.
Turning around to detach your head,
Blood splats covering the once white walls.
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Forget forgiveness!
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You are already dead!
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And I,
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HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!
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I WILL ALWAYS BE HERE.

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