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The Massacre of my Soul Part IV
Submitted:Sep 30, 2006 Reads: 116 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
What am I? Am I yours? From your mind? Stolen from your soul and posted to the office box of your own sick development? Am I the tear that runs down your cheek, stamped for arrival at a life I will never live? Stamped for heart broken hearts, destined for an unknown world where it rains hate from the skies and dark sins wait for me around every corner? What am I? Am I alive at all?
Do I live?
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Life, Death, Pain, Sad, Poem, Poetry, Hate, Hurt, Depression, Dark, Heart, Sadness, You, Hope, Lost, Suicide, Alone, Broken, Romance, Me, Loss, God, Lonely, Tears, World, Friends, Fear, Time, Abuse, Friendship, Song