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I'm so glad to hear that things worked out. Take care! ~Jason
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You're lost here, broken and maimed, I can see you crying, trapped by the endless pain. Take my hand, I'll be your freind, Let me hold you and we can go on. I've felt the darkness too, I want to heal you, You're not an outcast to me, I know that you are beautiful, A wounded angel. Hated by the world, I lie cold and dying. when I cry, I cry alone, when I stand, I fall alone. When I die, is there a scream if no one hears it?
Am I still alive? I feel so cold. I wonder, am I still a human, was I ever? Or did I die long ago? Someday, I might run across a grave, under a barren tree, a rope dangling in the cold wind, blade lying on the headstone, will I find my own grave? Will I know why I feel so dark, so alone?
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