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by such a catastrophe May 23, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / other
Take a look at me now, and tell me what you see. I see a messed up child, whose been crying for help, but has been neglected. Your oblivious to the hurt in her eyes, and the scars on her arms. And you can't hear her , bring back her meal at night, and cry herself to sleep. You believe every lie she tells you, and you see past everything she does, because you don't even care.
by WaitAutumn
It has a nice flow n_n keep up