My High
08/07/2004 @ 3:16pm
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By: jcey |
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emotions are sturred
memory is blurred
thoughts return
grab it and turn
ideas are wanting
past is haunting
scratch and scar
this has gone too far
bleeding doesnt stop
as i watch the clock
cloth isnt dry
this is my high
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