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Walking through a graveyard,
Death all around.
Tears on her face,
Bodies underground.
Thoughts in her head,
Pain in her chest.
Slashes on her wrist,
Wanting to eternally rest.
Color drained,
White as gun powder,
Is her world,
And everything else.
If her tears fall,
And no one is there to see,
Does it really matter,
Who she pretends to be?
Nightmares of Suicide,
Hate, And Crime,
Daydreams that her pain on earth,
Is running out of time.
Bare footed and cold,
She goes on with life.
But she’s not living,
She’s dying in strife.
©2005-2009 ~ArmyBabe
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It is me, all me, when i read it i see me, everything and all of it, is true about me.

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:iconserenityraynn:
It's beautiful, and reminds me of a wonderful friend whom i love and miss.
Raynn
:iconarmybabe:
thank you
and im sorry

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If her tears fall,
And no one is there to see,
Does it really matter,
Who she pretends to be?
~ArmyBabe
:icon1on1:
beautiful peom

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:iconarmybabe:
thank you

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If her tears fall,
And no one is there to see,
Does it really matter,
Who she pretends to be?
~ArmyBabe
:icongbrricci:
mmz I'm sorry hun, *smooches slashes all better*, *warm hands and cheeks to warm you back up*, *carry you so you dont hurt your feet*, and most importantly to me *love you to make things better*

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:iconarmybabe:
aaaawwwwweeeee! I love you! :blowkiss:

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If her tears fall,
And no one is there to see,
Does it really matter,
Who she pretends to be?
~ArmyBabe

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