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Dear Whoever,

Sometimes, you have to forget, and forget.
And sometimes, it's not that easy.

To love someone, you ignore their faults, forgive them,
or love them as you do the person.

I guess, it's difficult to ignore my faults,
and maybe I was a mistake, and no one really loves me.

I really, honestly cannpt make it on my own.
I want someone, need someone, just for me.
Someone, I can have & hold,
and it isn't considered, [wrong]

I can love, I can feel, sadly I don't know
what it is really like to be 'real'.

All my cuts, all the scars, are simpily cries,
silent screams, all the words I never got to say,
but I wanted you to hear.

[i had him]
[[i lost him]]
[now i am only me]
[[to bad I don't know who this ME is]]




Sincerely,Yours...



p.s. i may push you away, yell and screams at you,
but please don't GO AWAY, don't give up on me yet.



TO HER::
[[i really like you,
but i was blind to how i really felt,
i took you for granted,
but i suppose it's too late now.
you've gone, and forgotten about any us there
ever was.
just know, tha HALF the time you're around..
you NEVER leave my mind...

**********

I don't miss you anymore, Daddy.
I miss the daddy you could have been.


A pill to make you numb,
A pill to make you dumb,
A pill to make you anybody else,
but all the pills in the world,
couldn't save her from herself.


Don't Get So Angry, That You'll Stop Loving.
Because One Day, You'll Wake Up,
And That One Person You Love,
Won't Be Around Anymore.


With her hair pulled back and her eyes drowned
The make up running down her face and silver in hand
She realizes slowly that no matter how much she hopes...
There is no escape.

As hard as you try,
you'll never see,
all of the scars inside of me

you led me to a nasty habit.
by the end of our romance my
wrists were covered in scars

So, scream I heard about your message,
And how it reeked of your indifference,
It bleeds horizontal straight from your
wrist.


My wrists are killing me,
like the sound of your voice.
So cut me, baby im all ears.
Kiss me hard so you can taste my words
&& maybe then you'll understand.
Those roses you left on my casket were of the deepest reds.
Just like the blood that reflected off the razor,
right after I broke the last of my promises to you.



Let the windshield break your fall
count how many times you roll on the asphalt.



Choose your blade and carve your name into my heart;
Soothe the wounds and heal my scars.



Who Knew Such A Perfect Girl Was So Suicidal?
The Blood Flows From Her Wrist
Her Very Last Razorblade Kiss


I Wanna Be Your Lover
Lipstick My Name Across Your Mirror
Bloodred With Flaked Gunshot Glitter


Suicidal Angel
Cuts Her Skin With Razor Blades
In Hopes That She'll Forget You
But Your Image Will Never Fade
Death Is Around The Corner
She'll Soon Be Resting Up Above
Suicidal Angel
Died Just For Your Love


This Worthless Bottle Is Empty Just Like Me
I Wonder If They Ever See The Things That I See
Tonight A Razor Asked My Wrist To Kiss It One Last Kiss


And the lovesick rejection that accompany the company I keep
All the razor perception that cuts just a little too deep
Hey I can bleed as well as anyone, but I need someone to help me sleep.

******


Ther Are The Lyrics To A song That Means A lot to me::


Taking Back Sunday--Ghost An On Third


Jinx me something crazy, Thinking If it's three
Then I'm as smooth as the skin,
that rolls across the small of your back
It's too bad it's not my style if you need me
I'm out, and on the parkway, patient and waiting for

Headlights, dressed in a fashion that's fitting
To the inconsistency of my mood

It's times like these when silence means everything
And no one is to know about this

It's a campaign of distraction
And revisionist history

It's a shame I doubt they'd notice
It's a shame, I doubt the'd even care
No one is to know about this

It's a shame I doubt they'd notice
It's a shame, I doubt they even care
Don't let me down...

But whatever I have been getting myself into
Lately has been slicing inches from my waist
It's My Fist vs. The Bottle
And how bad, could this hurt
Ohhh..

Against I won't feel a thing, I tell you all about
It's just not workin' out, not workin' out


It's a campaign of distraction
And revisionist history

It's a shame I doubt they'd notice
It's a shame, I doubt they even care
No one is to know about this

It's a shame, I doubt they'd even notice
It's a shame, I doubt they even care
No one is to know about this
Don't let me down

[[incomprehensible]]

This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does

This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does...