Monday, April 14, 2008

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Its really hard to wake up in the morning to feel like you don't have hope.
Really hard just to step into the shower when you know theres nothing to look forward too.
The journey theres is only 30 minutes, but what for? A waste.
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Then there is the unbelievable torture that is the day. No, no such thing as a happy life for me. Always been the angry kid. Suppressed for a couple of years and now resurfaced. I blame it on growing up too quickly. Growing up constantly being misunderstood. And till today, it still happens.
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Such is my pain, such is the hurt.
Love conquers all? Hardly.
For no love can overcome sheer angst and hatred. Time will only make it worse.
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To pick up the pieces after the shatter, i have tried.
no one else can do it.
To a point where not even you could do it. Thats how bad it was. And still is.
To a point where I'd rather be souless.
No warmth.
No feelings.
To drone on forever.


"I looked into its eyes, and saw no life. No soul."-Gerrard

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