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I hurt myself see if I still feel.

I focused on the pain.

The only thing thats real.

The needle tears a hole…the old familiar sting.

Tryed to kill it all away….but I remember everything.

What have I become…my sweetest friend?

Everyone I know….goes away in the end.


And you could have it all….my empire of dirt.

I will let you down. I will make you hurt.

I wear this crown of thorns upon my liars chair.

Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair.

Beneath the stains of time the feelings disapear.

You are someone else…..I am still right here.


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Taken on June 13, 2011