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Hidden From the World


Take one step back My hands are trembling Yet my feet are planted Look at the world surronding me Drops of blood falling from my face falling from my wrist falling from my heart Tear mixed blood pool my feet as I become consumed by a blantent agonied reality Love is what I hear, Hate is what I feel A darkened loneliness brings tears to the surface My heart is bleeding, crying to be heard wanting to be free, needing for someone to consistantly love me With no interference, no intermission My life is mine, I should not have to feel prisioned I wish everyone would just go, Go! Leave me the ***** alone Let me drown in my own mess. Don't try and save me I don't want your pathetic help Leave me be to sort throughout my own created misery bloody hands with cut skin razor burns across my hips life has faded into a nothingness tear droplets mix with the bloody mess There is no one left to save me No one left who cares I was left with my heart broken before me Isolated from my entire world Cast out like a lepor hated for an unknown feature Even those who thought knew me could never get past my walls Let them think what they want. For they will never see me, they will never know
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