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And we sat there for hours. In the circle of hatred. In the sea filled with love. We stared at ourselves. Questioning what we've become. The..

I thought I knew the girl in the mirror. A fimaliar face has now become clearer. Her eyes have turned dark and her smile unaware. But the pai..

I come from a military family so I have learned about war from the time I was born. I guess that background made me compelled to write this.

I don’t want to breath, because breathing means your alive I don’t want to feel, because feeling makes me cry I don’t want to see,..

Well I wish this story was not true but since it is I figured I would share it with you.

What do you expect from a burdened soul A sane way of thinking or a way to fill the hole The scars that hide beneath her skin show a toubled past. ..

I need to breath but my lungs won't expand I need to think but my brai nwon't hear the command I need to scream but my voice won't show its self I ..

When the world tunred to hell When the wind tuned to ash When everyone lost hope When our soulls got smashed Then the sky turned to darkness ..

Her story is one for the ages A small simple girl not fit for the nation Scars mark her legs and her eyes are squeezed shut The pain her heart feel..

Living through hell and going insane I am seeing the world I have taken in vain I fight all my battles but find no releif I find my oldl ife has ..