By catie2283
I feel like trash. The kind of trash only rats eat. I scream for somebody... anybody... to hear me. Droplets of water, well up in my eyes. People wait, and watch, for the first tear drop. This time... I won't. This time... I can't. I'm all dried out. There's nothing left of me now. Written February 6th, 2002 © on Feb 06 2002 05:53 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"I feel like trash...."
Author:catie2283
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"I feel like trash...." by catie2283
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