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Tuesday, June 05, 2007

I feel so alone.

Who can blame me for being emotional.
Im alone in school, at home, at work, around everyone else, and within myself.

The one I love doesn't love me.
This is my last shot.
If I don't succeed, Im just gonna give up forever.

You say I pressurize you, but what are you actually doing to make us go forward.
Im always doing the pushing.
You don't really care about me don't you?

I cry all the time you know.
This really makes me sad.
I really wanna give up, but I don't want to lose you.
I don't wanna lose all that I've sacrificed.

I've changed so much, I wanna be attractive.
To make people like you love me.
But I guess its not that easy.

Do you even like me?
Don't play with me.
Im fragile.
I'll hurt easily.

A Trail Of Thought Left On Tuesday, June 05, 2007

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Fiona
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NewMediaAtRP
LovesMusic,AnimalsAndSpendingMoney
HatesBackstabbers,Plastics

Wishes

SomeoneToHaveAndHold,
WithAllMyHeartAndSoul
INeedToKnow,
BeforeIFallInLove.

ALittleMoreTouchMe.


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