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Were I come from I come from a line of confession Along line of low self esteem And giving it up at young ages Along line were there’s no one who understands I come from a long line that never ends But it bends To the right and to the left I come from a long line of Liars, and fakes A line of cutters and abusers People who are older step in front This leaves me fresh for all the old comers In a long line I don’t want to do this but I come From a long line of Liars , cutters , abusers , fakers and heartbreakers
Alone is darkness that laughs in your face When you wake up it’ll be erased You think you’re safe Ahh but you never are I’ve been scarred and raped And I’ve shed a few tears Lying down in my cold room I think about my innocents and my pride And how I no longer have it My eyes are almost closed And my brain is almost gone I’m not like most And I don’t boast I’m Ashley the girl The girl who will soon find her life Hoping soon before earth falls short Alone is one thing and scared is another
Poem #1 Along Line
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lilantakabrabbit added this comment 2010-10-25 14:39:07-05:00
wat up
lilantakabrabbit added this comment 2010-10-25 14:39:07-05:00
wat up