There comes that girl again With the icey blue eyes. Her fingers crawling over me, Running up and down me. Beautiful sounds we do make, Gently slithering like a snake. Sounds of joy and sounds of sorrow. Will she get me out again? Days and days and days have passed. Will she ever come?Tags: Hopeless, Giving Up
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now im here because of you with tears and scars most of all the pain watch me as I drown in deep sorrow i try to reach my goal "you can never make it" you say well one is to make you happy what i do turns out wrong why cant you see this for once? your right by the way im a failureTags: Sad, Hate, Sad Poems, Fear, Free, Giving Up, Depressing, Dead, Forgotten
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