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Silver rings and steel toed boots, silver rings and raven's hair. The answers to questions between the pages of each leather bound book she reads. ..

I can feel the addiction inside of me, it's darker then the pit of hell, and twice as overwhelming. The worst part is it's everywhere. And I know..

Cut me up and leave me open. I can't take this waiting anymore. I can feel the addiction and it's killing me, not to feed this demon anymore. Yo..

Driving in endless circles... Will the end never come? Or will the ending come too soon? Too abrupt to even think, before you have to jump. Looki..

The stars are shinning brightly, but all I can do is cry because you took her away and all I can do is sit here and watch the days go by. There's..

I might keep my body moving, but something in my soul has died, or maybe something there, has come alive, not something warm, not something good, ..

A canvas, supple and ready to be drawn on. A page, silently waiting to be turned. A baby, eager to take it's first steps. A college student, finall..

I let myself live in guilt and shame. I spend my life wondering, who's to blame and wondering around asking if it's all the same.

Whispering winds surround my face, telling me what to say and do. There's no telling what lie is next, or how I'll betray you. It's a bad habit to..

Wish I could break all the mirrors because I'm sick of looking at myself wish my reflection would disappear, but every time I look- it's there tha..