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Thursday, June 25, 2009
4:14 PM ; lens.
I see myself through a lens
of self-doubt and schizophrenia
moving closer and closer
towards complete dissociation
driven to scratch out lines
of flowing red despair across my wrists

so I burn in the fire I created
damning myself to hell with
each unholy thought
destined to drown in the blood i spill

broken glass in my veins
I need to get out
I need to drain my disease
exhale unjust arrogance
bleed my youthful indignation
all the while
inside,
reel with a desire to
be someone different
a righteous, just being
not the wanton, lost little girl
I am today.

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