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me my self and emo
All alone in this god sorsaken world.... I can feel my self losing a gripe.... On hope and reality... My thoughts are never stopping and never happy.... Slowly but surely I will go mad... My soul screaming from with in.... Crying for help in oblivion.... My thoughts. My hopes are no longer mine.... But yet I am scared of what I am... A freak, a outcast just hoping for deth....
Published 19th Dec 2011
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19th Dec 2011 11:34am
Believe me I feel like an outcast and freak every day of my life.. Then I found a place like this where I can express my demons and thoughts among others.. I have almost came to embrace the freak in me... As can you in time. Just because were different doesn't mean were not worthy..
19th Dec 2011 5:07pm
