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Nothing Special
Contributed by
Karlee14
on
Saturday, 27th October 2007 @ 04:19:39 AM in AEST
Topic:
toughstuff
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Picking at the dried blood
Of past and present scars
I try to remind myself why
I'm still breathing
But nothing comes to mind
In the end I'm always alone.
I try to pretend
Like I'm okay
But it you'd look twice
I don't hide it well
I won't lie and say
I always have it under control.
Maybe I don't know what I'm doing
But I'd never ask for help
Too afraid to admit
That the one with all the strength
Is the one suffering in the dark
I don't always know what to do.
I'll try to remind myself
Why I waste my time with you
But nothing seems to show
I'm sorry I can't be more like her
You'll say you're here for me
In the end I'm always alone.
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Karlee14
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2007-10-27 04:19:39] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Nothing Special
(User Rating: 1 ) by Rhei76 on
Saturday, 27th October 2007 @ 07:03:36 AM AEST (User
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very emotional and strong, you did great on this, |
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