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Its Only Life - Kate Voegele
Monday, November 08, 2004
i wrote tyngs..finally written here.

im smilin at home
but ma room has stories
the bed poised memories
like the princess and the pea
i couldnt sleep
couldnt breath
nitemare was ward i got
i reali want to dream
but den i tynk
ma dream did spoils
me and evrytyng
i hate goin tru
again and again
tis tyng kol lurve whch brygyn me dwn again
i need ma frens
realli in need of dem
bt im not like HIM
forgotten easily
i need sumtyn the key to happiness
i stop and tynk
ward happiness?
i mae sae d tyngs gonna be
but i change
wen im convinced
but i flatter easily
dats me
i really hate it
im living
wif am eyes close deep
im cryin insyde
ma heart went shut
ma mind went dumb
ward is all dis?
im styll weak
i feel ive been cut
on ma body part it is
i dun wanna go tru the deppressed and bullemic
i feel like leavyn
mb.............................
d pen dropped
stopped wrtyng
obvious reasons
but nt visible for me to see


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