| Written by Diana, on 15-01-2001 20:18 |
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Misplacing reality, accepting conformity--my only sanity. Failing the mind and hoping for death, words you cannot find and one last breath. Red ribbon scars repair the soul, all hope is lost to fear, emotions you cannot conquer growing near. Caressing hate each and every day, expressing your anger in every possible way. Medicated and distracted, wrongs never corrected, searching for courage, finding none, losing friendships one by one. Gaining strength to start again this scarring way of life, fetching a knife.
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