The words by which I'm bound, forgotten by all but me
I can't really say, now, that I was ever free
My vowes I must abide, though it puts me in pain
Forever by his side, and so I must remain
Though he lied to me
And you are true
Though youd never hurt me
And he's not kind as you,
Though you show love
And his heart is cold
I have to stay
And die with him old
I only wish you could know
The love I have within
Just for you my darling,
My closest friend














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Self-Injury Club
CircleofFriends
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Do you know me? The real me? If i cut my wrist would you care? Would you dare to try to understand me? If a man had a gun placed to my head, would you stop him from shooting? In this world of no trust if anyone was in danger would you help? Or watch?
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Self-Injury Club
CircleofFriends
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What is real? How do you define real? If you're talking about what you can feel, what you you can smell, what you can taste and see, then real is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain.
Morpheus,
The Matrix
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-strangle me up inside of you-
justin is good at this stuff
very good
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"Hail to the Blue"
Le bleu Fleur
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c('')('')
CUtE BuNNy!
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Do you know me? The real me? If i cut my wrist would you care? Would you dare to try to understand me? If a man had a gun placed to my head, would you stop him from shooting? In this world of no trust if anyone was in danger would you help? Or watch?
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