Noose...

Emptiness In Slavery...
3:10 p.m. - 2005-08-15


Why do I always feel like a fuck-up? Why doesn't anything make me smile anymore? Why do I have to pretend so much? Why can't anyone see who I really am?
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I have to go to work soon...
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I feel like something is missing...
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A missing piece prevents my peace...
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I want you to make this go away. I want you to make this go away. I want you to make this a way. I want you to go. I want you to go away...
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I want to go away...
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I want you to make me go away...
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I want you to go away with me...
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I want to go far away...
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Dear Diary,
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Today I made myself ugly inside...

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