2001-08-02 - 9:13 a.m.

every memory that bares your name

but every thought you invade

what was there has become dust

yet I pray for it's resurrection

when I should just accept

and come to terms with it's demise

an attempt to hate you

for my deepest scar

cause what we had are now just fragments

my blood flowed from your hands

heartless. Soulless. You could not care less

you drove these splinters deeper

why won't I let you die

your razors. My wrist

my tears. Your kiss

and here I lie. Cold and pale

nothing you can say will be enough

to cure these papercuts and broken hearts

these words replace my tears

each letter a pound of hatred

but they quickly fade away

as I glance in your direction

I'll choke on them

Once your gone"

-Keepsake

Thats just how I feel today.But now I have more important things to do. Like screwing up my last chance at my education and future.God I hate math

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