Date: 9/8/2008

Wanted art? wel; i'm a fucking work of art

I'm broken, lost & alone. I feel so dirty, wanted to be pretty, know now i'm forever dirty. I'm the nobody that wants to be a somebody, forgotten, sick & twisted. Look at my disgustingly beautiful tears! Don't enjoy looking at what you created do you... What's my name? Don't care if your world crashes to hell today because I wasn't invited to it anyway! Smiling at the dead people pretending to know me so I'l draw a pic, a pic with a twist, I'l draw it with a razor, a razor on my wrist & as the blood starts to appear all my troubles will disappear. So if some of the greater things in life are unseen and thats why you close your eyes when you kiss, cry, or dream, why would I want to be seen anyway?


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