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my necklace is itching my skin its giving me rope burn pain thats self inflicted hurts like no other hurt my neck is turning blue im running short of breath ive kicked away my stool
I am a tortured human soul, The world would be better, If I go. If I leave this world behind, What is the place I’ll find? I can’t live, with this pain,
There once was a little bird Who just wanted to fly “Spread your wings and leap,” The other birds told her,
O' how cruel mine own heart be! It cares not if my head forbids It to love so as to not be twain in half again.
Chapped lips and Dark eyes, Acne scars and Chubby thighs. Senseless dreams and hopeless times. Waiting for the sun to rise. Quiet kisses and Poisened lips. Dying lungs and Useless tips
A telephone wire looped and knotted So precisely done you were sure it would render you dead An unsuspecting family less than 25 feet away in a different room
This is when your jaw drops, You've finally seen the agony of a man that serves another for scraps, Builds a family from the ground up and still can't see the light, Que tienen miedo de la soga y de morir