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The real relief

Within my soul the darkness lies
I seek, but there is no advice
So huge in me grows the pain
But always I will cry in vain


Forever, I know, I will weep
As long as these wounds red will bleed
I draw my pain into my skin
When would the real relief begin?


I cry and bleed and again I cry
Alone on the floor bleeding I lie
Miss me wouldn’t anyone at all
Not even at my funeral


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  • Kelli Marie
    March 7, 2008

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    How sad is this. Anyone who believe they would not be missed is very mistaken. Though this is dark and cold, it is still very well written.
    Kelli