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Runing through my veins
Streaming down my face
Burning me
Marking me
Eating away at me
I hate the feeling
Acid rushing
Can't take the pain
It flows to my wrists
There's only one way out
To use the blade
I have ignored
That was locked away
And now it's back
And now that the blade is in my hand
It serves its purpose
The acid runs to floor
Tarnishing the boards
As the acid runs down my arm
It leaves behind a filth
That can never be washed away
©2008-2009 ~boomerlover11
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this ones good too:D

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"I don't want to stay another minute. I don't want you. Hush hush, hush. There is no other way, I get the final say because I don't want to do this any longer. I don't want you, there's nothing left to say. Hush hush, hush hush. I've already spoken."
you hated it on the phone

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I could spend eternity comparing all my poetry to yours.
i like it now well not as much as the others but yeah lol

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"I don't want to stay another minute. I don't want you. Hush hush, hush. There is no other way, I get the final say because I don't want to do this any longer. I don't want you, there's nothing left to say. Hush hush, hush hush. I've already spoken."
alrighty then

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:sadangel:
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I could spend eternity comparing all my poetry to yours.
lol:D :lol:

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"I don't want to stay another minute. I don't want you. Hush hush, hush. There is no other way, I get the final say because I don't want to do this any longer. I don't want you, there's nothing left to say. Hush hush, hush hush. I've already spoken."
Smurphs, are you saying that you did something, did you really take that out again? But great job again. ^.^

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Don't fix your eyes on a fix you rely on;
Fixed her eyes on a fix she relies upon
maybe...

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I could spend eternity comparing all my poetry to yours.
nicely put. I like it

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There's only one way to fix a clock. And that's with sugar, butter, jam, and tea. But no mustard. That would be silly.

-Mad Hatter


Have you been told that you’re a rude old hag lately? Or is it just assumed?

-Vice Sin
thanks :icongwomp:

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I could spend eternity comparing all my poetry to yours.

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