10/22/07 (long time ago)
As the wind blows softly through my knotted hair. I think about all the times i cared. It's so hard to think when all they do is stare straight through me as if I'm not even there. It feels so lonely in this place called 'home' why did they even say 'home sweet home' its the exact opposite for me. This black hole is like I'm swimming here without any hope. It gets darker and colder, now that it is dark. I think i found my resting place, here under the stars.
-April emo
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