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Member since 2003 · Posted 19 Aug 2003 · 2 comments

she cries in the dark breaths in fear floats in hate spits out lies never looks you in the eye alway thinks, what if they'll die sits there by her table staring at the bare wall wishes she could do it wishes she would try always asks herself why draws a star carves a heart bleeds an ounce understands the flies bury her grave laugh at her demise be silly again and cross your i's

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[6] Bachus 19-Aug-03/6:01 PM Reply

It wobbles for significance, and almost saves itself actually.

[6] Sasha 9-May-04/8:37 PM Reply

Forced rhymes.

You can't cross an i