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i blame me..
my monsters have won, i dont want you to suffer what i have become.. all the pain and all the scars, never really get you that far.. im trapped inside, forced to look at my own refection, and through cuts know the truth of my own rejection... dont listen tobme for i fear you may bleed.. out of my own stupidity i have caused this for me.. my suffrage is my own and i blame me and me alone.. cutting is an art, an addiction you see, for your pain.. i blame me..
Published 23rd Mar 2011
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23rd Mar 2011 10:19pm
24th Mar 2011 2:13am
Your welcome (: .. I never wrote poetry for anyone except austin .. so this felt good (: I'm happy u liked it jazz!!
24th Mar 2011 11:06pm
This is deep.. Never was into the cutting thing but get why people do it.. Your very good at writing
24th Mar 2011 11:15pm
25th Apr 2011 00:51am
"Monsters are real, ghost are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win."
love this one Kristany:)
love this one Kristany:)
