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Maybe who she really loves, is the name of the boy she thinks of, while she lines her chatoyant eyes with charcoal maybe the name she really needs to think of, is her own.

Her small, anxious hands grabbed the cup, a bit too large as it slipped down and tumbled to the ground, the milky mess covering the carpet: her mother let out a disapproving sigh and rolled her eyes, “Will you ever do anything right?” and that’s when she began to limit her aspirations, so that her dreams would never be too large, so she’d never make any mistakes she’d never again drop the cup, but she’d never have enough to drink.

I feel the rhythm of his heart, beneath the boards the beating starts; as reason from my mind departs, I fall apart, I fall apart. The men who knocked upon my door, not knowing what's beneath my floor will want to settle up the score - I do implore, I do implore This guilt breaks conscience with my lie - my wracking sobs and wretched sighs. I never meant for him to die. It was his eye, it was his eye!

I use your mascara flooded tears As ink for my pen A pot full supplied as I suggest That we still remain friends I dip the flight feathered quill Into those murky tears The ivory parchment paper Will soak them up nicely my dear I use your powder based foundation As I'm ashamed of these scars There is no foundation to my pain So how did it get this far I paint 'love' and I paint 'hate' On to manicured finger nails You make up your pretty face Before you make up another tale I use your ruby red lipstick To tell you of my curse Wrote 'redrum' on the mirror You see 'murder' in reverse Make me up to be beautiful Before these

Dreamtaker SLIPPING   Slipping   slipping I almost had it right in my palms AWAY   Away   away My eyes open wide like my lungs GASPING   Gasping   gasping Accumulated back into this world as I awake PAIN   Pain   pain Gathering the moments of the dream before it fades REAPING   Reaping   reaping My desired world is always taken from me FAITH   Faith   faith I never wanted it to be make belief FEELING   Feeling   feeling That un

"What did she say this time?" "How did you-" "It's always your mother, and I always know. Now tell me." "…" "I'm not going to ask you again. Just tell me." "She…said that I can't draw. I can't sing. I can't act. I can't do anything and I never shall- You're laughing." "I'm sorry. Certain phrases make me want to laugh. 'I can't' is one of them." "I'm glad you find my grief so amusing." "Look, you need to understand something. The word 'can't' is going to follow you around for the rest of your life. History is filled with people who were told they 'can't' do something. You know what makes them special?" "What?" "They did it

You look for an escape but there's nowhere to hide. You need to get away from this feeling inside. The madness around you has penetrated your soul. You cry out.  You long for your times of old. You need something to end this misery. You see the blade. You need to bleed. You hold it in your hand. Just one single blow can end it all now. You decide to go. You feel the sharp slice accross your vein. You see the blood but you don't feel pain. You find the happiness that you once loved, but you can never grasp it once you've been CUT

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