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By CortaduraChica, Lancaster, OH

The same ones again and again,
Most of them my mind abstained,
Some have slipped over the wall,
These flashbacks i have make me fall.
Sometimes i cry but mostly ignore,
I cannot take this anymore.
To deal with the pain i self harm,
Watching the blood slide down my arm,
My fate is sealed with no way out,
The only way i have no doubt.

In honesty that is not the way,
My friend no longer will stand at bay,
I must trust she will wait,
Until i learn it is not my fate,
I tell her everything secretes and all,
But sometimes i still feel so small.

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Very good!
Dec. 01, 2012 at 2:00 PM • Report