look inside me.
break my heart and see the pieces,pretend there is a Jesus,
write my story on the wall,
with my blood from my fall,
use the pain from inside of me,
let every one see who i used to be.
Poetry by Dirty-pretty-things
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Written on 2008-01-08 at 09:50
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