Listening to: Crossfade- Broken Like An Angel
Feeling: paranoid
-here's a little poem I wrote one day that inspired me to create this diary-
the tears inside
are the tears I hide
so no one can see
all the pain you cause me
the bands I wear
cover the tears
in my wrists that bleed
my razor does the evil deed
so happy I feel during a high
it makes me forget the reasons why
some days I want to kill myself
I prance around like a pixie-elf
but when all is said and done
I sit and stare at my loaded gun
I can no longer stand that evil gang
I pull the trigger and hear it say BANG
---вяокεи ģіяł---
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