Feeling frantic from confusion,
noway out of this illusion....
Nightmares never last this long,
somethings emmncly fuckin wrong....
When i feel my man made hands start slippin,
i feel my man made heart start rippin....
Innocence is no longer mine,
im losing strength from heart to spine....
Swallowd by a starving power,
dying like a fucking flower....
Hope is always out of reach,
losing sight touch speech....
Giving into shadow walkers,
grieving from the shadow stalkers....
Heartbeat stops,
Panic strikes,
Turning cold,
its what he likes....
By Sara
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how can we chat??
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hey that was the most amazing note ive ever read, the truth is that im going through it now my dates on my words range from 2000 to today and all were writtin mainly between 1 and 8 am...
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again you touch a part of me that also i've been through i don't know if your still going trough these things or if these writes are from your past but nevertheless when i wrote mine you can see by the date that i was up for along time and writing really helped me out i never thought that i could or even would ever want to write but now i like to do it sorry if im babbling on but i'm really liking your work and if i can figure out how to get you on my favorites you better believe you will be there but thanks again..
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