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Shattered
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Shattered |
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rm711 Member
since 2002-11-30
Posts 131Wiltshire, England 
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Sitting in a pool of shattered glass Broken like me Into a thousand pieces Each piece lost and out of place How am I ever gonna get myself together again? It’s like an incurable disease I take myself apart And each time I lose more and more Soon there will be nothing left to live by It’s my own fault If I weren’t me, I wouldn’t hurt I wouldn’t brake Every day, losing strength The very bones in me braking Snapping me clean in half Half living Half dead I disgust myself Dragged through hell and back Finally I see a way out Is it too late? NO Never too late Getting myself back Back to where I’ve really always been Only waiting to wake up And see that I’ve got me And a million others And I have my life Shining with every colour And I can’t get back down Because I’ve won the game you’ve been playing me in My window has been replaced. Rosie Mitchell |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Life so often better played alone. It's then you find strength. Saw lots of hope here. Enjoyed |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
yes lots of hope in this... as the old saying is what doesn't kill us only makes us stronger. Looks like you found some strength in this struggle.. |
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