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Published On: 01-01-2007 08:53 PM
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êêêêêê You cut my wrist again. Watched it bleed. Rivers of torment. Fall down your sleeve. Thought of you again. Made me scream. Wanted to escape this. Perfect dream. Cried to sleep again. The tears are real. Who I am is something I can't conceal. You tied the rope again. This time I dare. Going to a better place--Might see you there. Natasha/(xBio.Starx) êêêêêê P
I AM NOTAWAKE... *** Now I lay me down to sleep But up the stairs I hear him creepI am not awake, I am not awake Please God let him pass my door, Or pass out drunk, fall to the floor. My eyes are shut, I hear the sound, Of heavy footsteps all around I smell the spirits on his breath, And wonder when my spirit left. And pray that if my eyes stay closed It will be a nightmare, nothing more. Oh give me some new hiding place A door to hide my fall from grace To hide my shame, a brand new face And take away this touch and taste. My sheets are stained, my soul is worse. My body still, inside I curse. My fear, my hate, my helplessness The bile behind this sordid tenderness. Oh give me some new hiding place. A door to hide my fall from grace. To hide my shame, a brand new face And take away this touch and taste. I AM NOTAWAKE. . . I AM NOTAWAKE. . . I AM NOTAWAKE. . . Natasha/(xBio.Starx) 0 Comments
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