Unforgiven Scars
People say Life is so great.Hell no.All I see is pain,suffering,sadness,Death. Everything is falling through the glass. My blood is spilling all over it. My tears welled up in my eyes.I wish people could see this. I pick up my knife. Slicing myself open once again. No one can stop me. Slicing my arms,legs,stomach. The blood falls off of me and hits the floor. But I can't die. I'm already dead. I wish you could see these,these unforgiven scars.Unforgiven Scars
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- SweetBlood
- Wasn't it beautiful running wild 'till you fell asleep? 'Till the monsters caught up to you
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carmentis commented on Unforgiven Scars
07-03-2009
- nice put very dark and well suitied for you age gruop and is expressiveness in life i think you did a good job keep on writting
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