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Scorned
11 April, 2004
Author: Tzuhsi

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I'm on the verge
Of braking down
No matter how loud I scream
I can't be heard
I am with no sound
Visions of my future
Are black
And bleak
I ask for help
But I am silent
I cannot speak
Losing my soul amongst the flame
Falling from the sky
Plumiting to earth
For my hellish birth
If I were only absent
The day I was born
I wouldn't have lived
A single day scorned

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