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My body is beaten my soul is weak and my will strained. I feel i can no longer continue in this world as i am. My emotions run wild with anger, short temper, and loneliness. No longer will a smile spread across these lips. No longer will laughter pass through my mouth and no longer shall a happy thought pass till i am free. I will no longer fight a meaningless battle. I've lost who i am... my very essence... and now i will hold one last defence before i am over run. The demons of my heart... my soul... they are comming and i can no longer fight by myself.........I will go fighting as always but i know i stand no chance. So this is most likely my good-bye.....
 Tsukasasoul · Thu Oct 07, 2004 @ 11:34pm · 0 Comments |
