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The Pain
Our past is just a worthless memory,
all my scars are fading,
leaving nothing more than an insignificant mark.
But I still feel the pain of your harsh words and cruel laugh.
The pain of the blade slicing open my pale skin,
while crimson red blood poured out,
staining my life.
Day after day,
week after week,
I still feel the pain of your final words to me..
"I give up on you."
all my scars are fading,
leaving nothing more than an insignificant mark.
But I still feel the pain of your harsh words and cruel laugh.
The pain of the blade slicing open my pale skin,
while crimson red blood poured out,
staining my life.
Day after day,
week after week,
I still feel the pain of your final words to me..
"I give up on you."
Published 10th Aug 2012
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10th Aug 2012 11:53pm
29th Jan 2013 4:04pm
hey those wont my final words to you -_-" now ur just putting words into my mouth.....and i agree with the other guy who commented if our past is soooooo worthless as u say then Y waste the time to rite about it seriously think about it alittle bit Y dont you
Out of Your reach,
Dante Lee Williams
Out of Your reach,
Dante Lee Williams
6th Feb 2013 00:55am
