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by Taye Jun 7, 2006 category : Friendship, family / broken friendship
Dieing each and every day From the inside out my doubt will pray. Feeding upon the wrath of this phase. There truly has been better days. Morbid feelings and twisted thoughts Nothing but these harsh feelings rots. Scarring away everyone i love Heart given out and returned with a shove Thinking something that isn\\\'t real I\'m not that cold i can still feel Every last word tooken in and placed inside Maybe one day u will miss me, Perhaps if i died. Not sure if that may be true. Don\\\'t even care at all You see i would rather kill. be for you people make me fall.