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Tearing out my hair on a bedroom floor,
Throbbing in my flesh, breaking out in scarlet sores,
In therapy i've been enslaved, i think i'll medicate this rage, so now ive crossed the line.....
Empty all the meds, never anymore, and thats for sure.
Fixed up the drugs with a tiny flame, put them in my lungs and forgot my name!!!!!
I blame my parents for molesting me with self-fulfilling prophecies,
My teacher for indulging me, his shit dressed up in fury.
Fear and shame, i'll get high drive away this pain.
But, its all up to me, to set this right,to set me free.
So surgically remove these feeling from me,
And now that im dead, i hope you see, just what you,ve done to me!!!
But i'm not sorry, no ill never be sorry, so dont you be sorry for me......
Copyright Candicejane & Brad Wood 8.3.09
eezyp33zy added this comment 2009-08-24 07:02:46-05:00
this isnt your own. this is a song called surgically removing the tracking device by say anything!
twilightfreak92 added this comment 2009-03-11 18:38:08-05:00
AWESOME glog but sad :( but wicked sad
autumnautopsy added this comment 2009-03-10 23:49:44-05:00
awesome =]
lizzy1995 added this comment 2009-03-10 19:09:27-05:00
i agree with gadget
gadget added this comment 2009-03-10 02:55:00-05:00
wow this is really brilliant,and also very sad,fantastic poem ;]
eezyp33zy added this comment 2009-08-24 07:02:46-05:00
this isnt your own. this is a song called surgically removing the tracking device by say anything!
twilightfreak92 added this comment 2009-03-11 18:38:08-05:00
AWESOME glog but sad :( but wicked sad
autumnautopsy added this comment 2009-03-10 23:49:44-05:00
awesome =]
lizzy1995 added this comment 2009-03-10 19:09:27-05:00
i agree with gadget
gadget added this comment 2009-03-10 02:55:00-05:00
wow this is really brilliant,and also very sad,fantastic poem ;]
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