~Fears And Tears Now Grips My Heart As Once What Was Held Dear is Now Ripped Apart~A Story Behind My Life
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Name: Karen
Location: Dallas, United States
Gender: Female


Interests: I like rock, pop, jazz anything except coutry music. I also like chinese food, viet food, and of course the all traditional pizza.


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Member Since: 5/11/2005

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Sunday, June 17, 2007

Ties of friendship, ties of family

in the end, it doesn't matter.

in the end, you will always get hurt,

in the end you will always be left alone.

bloodied wrists, and flowing tears

everynight, every cold night i just lie here.

staring at the celing, thinking about you,

but you don't care

you left me alone. alone to face my fears.

alone to bear my burdens.

alone to dry my tears.

you claimed that you loved me,

you promised that you will always do so.

in the end you lied to me,

you left me alone.

alone to think abou the times we had.


Yes, i'm back. no i did not commit suicide as what my previous post states. My time of sorrow has long but passed, but i'm learning to live through it all. It hurts, but i'll make it through. I promised people that i'll be alive.


Friday, September 16, 2005

there you are. sitting there talking to your friends. where am i? in the bathroom, in the last stall, sitting., crying. all alone. all abandoned. each tear filled with blood. each cry. each cry filled a peice of my soul. Being relenquished, released to go back to my grave. i am already half dead. i contain half a soul. the smiling face you see is only a mask. hiding what i mean to conceal.


Wednesday, September 14, 2005

i feel alone. i feel untrusted. i feel like i am thrown aside. why do i feel like that? why do i feel anything? why am i alive?.............


Friday, August 19, 2005

is this life for real??? is my existance even known?? am i alive or am i dead? canb somebody tell me?



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