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Undo the strings attaching me to myself

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-Poetry in this one- Misunderstood Bleak, broken, misunderstood Holding the tree with hardend wood A cold breeze whispers to the pain Seemingly old and just plain Over and Over again it cries Holding the soul with lies It's soon to fall apart But can't go back to the start I'm bleak, broken, and misunderstod I'm holding the tree with hardend wood A cold breeze whispers with my pain I'm seemingly old and just plain Ashley Friedrick

Posted by: sayaandtenshi Sun Feb 03, 2008 @ 09:34pm

What's gone but a kind heart when the world stops forgiving and starts forgetting.
Evil does not exist when there is more than one point of view.

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