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by Jenny Aug 30, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I don't know how to describe it, its there inside. Taking control and winning every time. Leaving red marks acrossed my thigh. Stunned with a razor blade in hand. Looking down at the scars that were made. Life flashes worlds come crashing down... Blood flowing to the ground. Leaving sounds of fright, as a life ends tonight. Memories become one fading with the soul. Hearts become whole. Forgetting the untold within time, and the mind begins to heal. People learn to deal, and realize what they feel is nothing but the past.