this tear, by Kristen
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this tear it falls down my cheek
no one stops,
they dont know why im pale
why i wear what i wear
baggy black clothes
stuff on my wrists
the tear still falling down my face
i wipe it off and mumble fuck you
i hate this life! |
| Posted: 2005-04-06 22:54:10 UTC |
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| 2005-04-08 01:06:55 | Mysti |
| ohh, i like it. are you gothic? it sounds like it. you cut yourself too, from the "stuff on my wrists" line. I love it. |
| 2005-04-09 19:57:58 | Cpick |
| Interesting...you portray that you want peoples attention, and are longing for it, yet you are so angry, you don't let yourself be open for anyone to love you...
I feel your hurt through your words. |
| 2010-09-01 16:10:55 | Brooke |
| interesting |
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([email protected]) Miss Nelly. |