surface scars

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By Shnu

my soul is crying but noone can see it's right on the surface no buried in me i'm shouting for help as loud as i can but always too scared to reach for the hand i am not worthy and i've always known that i should be buried and die all alone i'm looking around can't see through self-hate to scream all alone i know it's my fate.

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August 22, 2006 08:21User

If you seek..perhaps you might find happiness..I am in seach of it too..