More than Pain, by a.m.b.e.r
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when nobody listens
to your cries
for help,what do you
have to rely
on? you have a razor
that takes and
numbs away most of the
anger and pain
but it leaves you with
the scars that
reminds you of why you
did it which
causes more pain that
you can't take
with a razor. but yet
the pain inside is
killing you softly without
you knowing.... |
Posted: 2009-07-07 22:44:47 UTC |
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2009-11-06 21:51:08 | ~The Familiar Side of Strange~ |
i can so relate to this.. and this is soo true.. i look my body everyday yet, emotions and the memories with them have long ago died i can still feel the pain from why i cut and the cuts themselves.. it truly is torture. Good Work :) |