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VictimOfYourGaze — Thoughts That Aren't Hers
Published: 2005-03-16 01:52:25 +0000 UTC; Views: 90; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 1
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She sits thereThinking of all the crap in her life...
A life that isn't hers
She wants it to end
So every night,
She goes into a house that is not a home.
She sits there a room; a room that isn't really hers.
She gets out the only thing she loves
And lets the blood run onto her hands; the hands that aren't hers
It is warm and it makes her feel perfect.
The burning in her veins
The bleeding begings to stop and she feels alone once again.
So she sits there and thinks of all the crap in her life...a life that isn't hers
When she goes to sleep at night in a bed that isn't hers
She tries cry herself to sleep with tears that aren't hers either.
But picking at the scabs on her wrists she feels the pain,
And again feels she fits in
Finally she falls into asleep,
Dreaming of all the crap in her life...a life that isn't hers
She goes through her routine over and over again
One day her problems were too difficult and she cut too deep
As she lies there in the room that isn't hers
Bleeding the blood that isn't hers
She knows everything is okay, but regets that she dwelled on stupid things
As she lies there dying,
she thinks of all the crap that could've been fixed in her life;
a life she NEVER had, a life that WASN'T ever hers,
But now it's too late and she can no longer think about all the crap in her life...
A life that was never really hers to have.
