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Sick

Sick

Her mind is spinning out of control,
Something’s aching in her very soul.

she is infected,
Feeling rejected

She is weak and frail
Sick of feeling ail,

Everything seems pointless,
Especially with this craziness,

She’s sick of lies,
No tears come to her eyes,

She’s sick of feeling emotionless,
She wants to be saved from this emptiness,

She wants to live in peace,
feeling sick, she has a disease

Wanting to grasp something,
But always feeling nothing,

She wants to wake up, be set free,
These pills are her only way u see.

it’ll put her out of her misery,
Now it’s over…..her life’s history.

by izziebee
posted on 04/08/2007

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Comment by MechanicalAnimal: Apr 8, 2007 1:14 pm
I like.
Comment by thegurlat410: Apr 9, 2007 9:56 pm
I like it more ;)!
Comment by deepgirl559: Apr 13, 2007 7:49 pm
I LOVE IT
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