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    13-12-2010
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    Who the hell do you think you are?
    You don't know me at all.
    My issues are mine, not yours.
    You can have your low self esteem.
    I have to worry about my own problems, don't need your nagging too.
    So shut the hell up, and leave me alone.

    13-12-2010, 14:22 geschreven door outburst


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    Different is being called ugly, when you're surounded by fake beauty.
    Different is what I've become, as I rebel against the world.

    13-12-2010, 14:21 geschreven door outburst


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    I'm sitting here. The empty shell of what I once was.
    I need someone to talk to, but no one will appear. No one understands, no one knows.
    My life has been plagued.
    Maybe I'm destined for more, and these are just trials to see if I'm truly worth it.
    But I await the day that my life stops being an obstacle course that's hard to maneuver.
    With each day passing it seems to get farther and farther away.
    Life keeps getting harder as my will to live wears away.
    My strength is wavering and no amount of support can lift it back out of its pit.
    Only I can regenerate it, and in time I will.
    But for now I'll wallow in my sorrow.
    And hope that it ends,
    sooner or later.

    13-12-2010, 14:21 geschreven door outburst


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    You don't tell me why, but the reflection in your eyes gives you away.
    Biting into our existence like the things no one could say.
    To me, as I walked out of the room and out of your lives
    Wrapping yourselves in comfortable doubt and a world of lies.
    Close my eyes and switch the voices off, but they echo louder than ever.
    All your smirks in the dark and trying to hide them away, but I never gave you a reason to drain the blood and throw me aside.
    Never could find a reason to cower and hide.
    So does that mean we're back to the start?
    Forever falling apart and making up excuses, so no one ever loses.
    But I did, I lost, and everything came with me.
    Wondering how it happened, and how it could be.
    But the reflection in your eyes is fading, dimming as quickly as it came.
    So I'm left with these questions, but the answers are exactly the same.
    We lost it all.

    13-12-2010, 14:21 geschreven door outburst


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