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Array ( [sid] => 75379 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Ashamed... [time] => 2004-12-11 22:07:54 [hometext] => [bodytext] => As my eyes wander about the room, the mirror is shattered.
Pieces of glass covering the floor
Ashamed or what I see. Ashamed of what I've become
I hate her... the girl on the other side of the mirror
I hate everything about her
The way she looks. The way she acts. The way she breathes...
The only thing I can do is stare at her in disgust...
As I stare my eyes well up with tears. They come rushing down like rain
For this girl that I hate so much is nothing more than my reflection.
Just a distorted image of myself
So I lay here on the cool bathroom tiles.
fists covered in blood, face nothing but cuts
My body is battered from all this sorrow
I just want to tear me apart.
Just rip out my heart and soul, violently stab them a thousand times.
Its worse to live being something you hate.something you despise.than to die a death filled with pyshical pain and gore
So just tear me apart... Rip off my flesh let the blood pour out. Bash my face in till its nothing but a puddle of blood....
I hate her...
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Ashamed...

Contributed by xRazorblade_Princessx on Saturday, 11th December 2004 @ 10:07:54 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



As my eyes wander about the room, the mirror is shattered.
Pieces of glass covering the floor
Ashamed or what I see. Ashamed of what I've become
I hate her... the girl on the other side of the mirror
I hate everything about her
The way she looks. The way she acts. The way she breathes...
The only thing I can do is stare at her in disgust...
As I stare my eyes well up with tears. They come rushing down like rain
For this girl that I hate so much is nothing more than my reflection.
Just a distorted image of myself
So I lay here on the cool bathroom tiles.
fists covered in blood, face nothing but cuts
My body is battered from all this sorrow
I just want to tear me apart.
Just rip out my heart and soul, violently stab them a thousand times.
Its worse to live being something you hate.something you despise.than to die a death filled with pyshical pain and gore
So just tear me apart... Rip off my flesh let the blood pour out. Bash my face in till its nothing but a puddle of blood....
I hate her...




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Re: Ashamed... (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 11th December 2004 @ 10:16:36 PM AEST
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Dang Dude this stuff is so freakin Deep, U should not be ashamed, Ur cool just the way you are no need to be ashamed , deep stuff,
Good Write.


Re: Ashamed... (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Saturday, 11th December 2004 @ 10:25:11 PM AEST
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powerful and emotional. there is a thin line between love and hate though...


Re: Ashamed... (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Sunday, 12th December 2004 @ 02:16:16 AM AEST
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wow.. powerful.. well done!!!


Re: Ashamed... (User Rating: 1 )
by afraid_of_fear on Sunday, 12th December 2004 @ 08:14:35 AM AEST
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oh wow.. this is such a deep write, such a painful write.. very well expressed.. beautiful..

charlottexxx




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