I am swimming in my own despair
tearing
spiraling
My whole existence is a lie
the beginning of the end
Trent's words illuminate my soul
the rush of the razor is the sweetest pain
Nobody raises their eyes to heaven, no, not one
screaming
one day i will have what I want
everything and everyone is below me
endless bleak night
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Wednesday, August 26, 2009
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