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Fading Slowly

Words as sharp as knives They cut ito my skin like razors Wounds now bleeding My heart is still beating slowly I think I'm dying With nothing to lose Left alone to myself No one knows what will happen next I've been enclosed in a cage all my life Now I'm free Lovely isn't it? Death, Thinking about him He loves pain and suffering I've suffered enough throughout my life I'm about to give up Nothing is lovey Not even life Life, she loves creating problems My life means nothing to her He is the dark She is the light I'm just fading slowly

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 11/2/2011 9:01:00 PM
Be strong and demand respect !
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Date: 11/2/2011 9:00:00 PM
I am sad to read your poem. It sounds like it comes from experience....no one can hurt u, unless u let them..
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