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![]() Status: Veteran Join Date: Jul 2006 Location: Eugene, Oregon
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Credits: 189 Spent time on board: 3 Days and 4:42:33 Hours Rep Power: 3 ![]() | Anger, Hate, Pain, Poverty Why have I been part if theses things. The screams from the room over. Keeping me awake. Stop this hemorrhage. Make it go away. I must keep going. Pains a lie. I need to stop this. End this. Make it stop. Tell him to leave. I need to stand. If not for myself. Than for the one who can't. The one who won't. My innocence is almost gone. I am no longer blind Awake to the truth of this world. Now all I see is pain, and those who are blind. Again I lay there on my bed. Half asleep. Listing to screams. And than I pray “Why”. |
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