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Wednesday, February 16, 2005


THIS PAIN, THIS HURT
LOCKED AWAY IN MY HEAD,
NOBODY KNOWS HOW INSIDE IM DEAD
BLOOD ON MY WRIST,
THERE'S A GLASS IN MY HAND.
NOBODY KNOWS
THEY CAN'T UNDERSTAND.
THEY DON'T LISTEN,
SO,THEY CAN'T HEAR ME CRY.
I JUST WISH THAT I CHOULD DIE.
SHAKING FINGERS,
GRASP THIS PLEA FOR RELEASE
NOBODY KNOWS
HOW THIS PAIN WILL NOT CEASE.
SADDNESS AND BLEEDING,
EMPTYING TO THE FLOOR,
NOBODY KNOWS
HOW I ALWAYS CRAVE FOR MORE.
BLEEDING SLOWLY,
UNTIL MY WOUND IS HEALED,
DYING SLOWLY,
NOBODY KNOWS......

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