Nov 02, 2005 19:14
i smile because it feels real.
I smile because it looks real.
I'm fine until someone reminds me.
Reminds me of the failure I am.
I want to scream until they look at me.
Then I realise, me screaming?
Useless.
I want to stand in the rain and close my eyes,
I want it to wash away my scars.
My memories.
my past.
my life.
I want to be clean.
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Not the image your mind had created.
I love you cookie.
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