u dont careI know that you don't care, I know that you aren't there. Why do I waste my time dwindling upon those three words? My eyes are black and blue, My heart screams your name as the blood flows through my veins longing for you. The scars are there; expressing the fact that I really don't care. You're in my dreams, In my mind, Every thought of you, taking up my time. When will things be alright? When will I truly be fine? I know the answer - Never. I will be the same throughout my short life. Demonic. Depressed. Unloved. Scar 'ed. Alone. Hollu dont care
wow
but life goes on i guess... um i havent been writing cos yea i have been happy with my life, but some few events happend that made me write again so enjoy the new poems kk. much love
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~Kelly~
Life is a depressin BITCH
i HATE stupid people
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~Kelly~
Life is a depressin BITCH
i HATE stupid people
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