I don't want anyone to really know

Sun, 02/02/2014 - 18:30 -- mel1718

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I don't want want anyone to really know how much I'm suffereing.


That lust consumes me every other day,
to feel the razor slice my skin,
to feel the unloved lips against mine,
to wish I wasn't born,
to want to be dead 
 
 
 

 

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