Friday, March 4, 2011

It hurt yo much


Crimson tears run down my arm,,

All the pain and all the harm..

My only way to let it out,,I wanna scream,,I wanna shout..

But I don’t make a sound,,I keep it inside..

I wanna break out,,but instead I hide..

I sit in my room,,and hide in my shell,, The life that I’m living,,my own private hell..

The crimson tears,,down my arm they run..

I look down at my arm,,what have I done..

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