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' Through My Eyes '

By Marie3

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You don't know my torment. You don't know my pain. Don't attempt to understand What you could never comprehend. You don't know how I live. You don't know how I feel. Don't try to walk in my shoes. You wouldn't even last a  day. Could you deal with the emptiness? Could you deal with the hate? Knowing no one loved you? Or would give a fuck if you died? NO? Then don't try to understand me. Or analyze my depth and my pain. Because you couldn't stand to see the world, Through my eyes. Written May 15th, 2000 © on Nov 15 2001 04:03 AM PST   18 • 0 • 1

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