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the pulling

It pulls at my skin this pain embedded in my heart.  So long since you breath on my cheek has been.  Oblivion defines the way i stamber; constantly boxing the demons of reality to keep my mind from wandering to you.

Holding hands... kissing...holding hands, this is everywhere, and all i see are deep endless hues of blue.  i wish they would come and drown this loneliness before i decide to.

bleak and mindless unable to think of an escape route.  i regress and utter hatred comes about.  once again i bleed to forget and i forget to stop it.  How to stop it.  up from the sheets it comes through.

Alone in my room...with a chinese pillow and a stuffed bear. i shed a single tear.  I die, for you.

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  • ricochetcody
    February 27, 2007

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    I wrote this in a fit of anger...hatred and disgust mainly with myself. i suppose i have pmdd every three weeks before.