A life twisted by what her heart desires..
Trying to forget but only brings her lower..
Cry out for help to all those around..
Seems like there is no one to run to..
Her soul, a darkened scar of summers past..
Remembering when once her heart was free..
All of the memories that haunt her innocent dreams..
She soon could choose the dead end path..
Tired of the same old feelings that return..
With each week she gains a little of what she lost..
But is that enough to save her soul?..
Crimson wrists and a broken life..
The darkness of her saddened dreams..
No one there to listen..
And that itself may soon choose her end.
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Written January 15th, 2005
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I like this.. not to deep.. and dark. Nice structure and good emotion. And your point of view was good to.. Great write!
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