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Lost in the pretty world of lies,
Not knowing how to get up.
Everyone telling you that your worthless,
Someday I'ld just like to prove that I'm not.
Falling asleep every night to a nightmare,
Waking up crying or screaming,
Cuts and bruises all over.
Never have enough sleep,
Always waking up to early.
Just to not have the nightmares.
Not see everyone die.
No one knows how afraid I am,
Afraid of the things that I know are to come,
The truth of it all.
The fear of the dark,
Knowing that's when he comes,
Trying not to act to afraid.
Trying to get out this personal nightmare.


So I haven’t posted in a loooooong time, thanks to all who
have reviewed 
Posted: 2006-01-31 12:32:57 UTC

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