By my lonesome

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BULLSHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Its all that comes from your mouth,

lies is all you talk about.

When its 3:40 a.m.

and my self-loathing claws its way

up my throat

and it rips itself from my mouth

in a silent scream

I AM ALONE.

When the blade parts my skin.

When the cuts get deeper,

there is no one.

I AM ALONE.

When my only reality,

is the blood running down my arm,

and the only thing i feel,

other than my regret to be alive

is the tears streaming down my face as if,

it's a tree,

and a thunder storm might just end me.

I AM ALONE.

You say, "Your there" but your not.

i'm alone.

and

I'm a goner.


C.ALEXIS

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