losing grip

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The blinding tears,

The harrowing fears,

The endless cuts,

The friends no better than sluts,

Them coward bullies

beyond the crimson breeze,

Apprehensive to share..

Because no one really cares.

The bruises, the scars, the self inflicted burns,

Just because i always took the wrong turns..

Always pulled down, always betrayed,

Never ever felt like anyone cares..

Fear? Pain? I'm numb....Alone!

Coz everyone is always gone..

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..crappy, i know! But its from my heart...♡♥♡♥

~Ojal

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 13, 2014 ⏰

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