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by Jackielynn Oct 7, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Every slit tells a story of my pain that i go through everyday I'm not the person that i was once before, death and freedom is all i think about i choose not to talk to anyone cause i can handle what I'm feeling on my own I'm not crazy no one in this world is, we are just not afraid to express our feelings out loud
by SadKuteAngel
Yea.. i can realate.. awosme poem :)