Crystle Jones

When I look into your eyes,
I see my entire life.
I just donno what i would do,
If anything ever happened to you.
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she sits
she she thinks
she questions
she cries.
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When people ask me where you are,
I wish i could say more then just your far.

With every passing day,
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Id sit in the dark,
Alone and crying.
Questioning myself,
Why i bother trying
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She sits in the corner cryin,
'N cuttin her pretty arm.
Thinkin about the world,
'N why its so wrong.
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Look into a mirror,
And tell me what you see.
At first you see your reflection,
but you have to look deep.
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Im happy.
Im sad.
I smile.
I cry.
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Im sick of all the lies.
Im sick of the tears you've made me cry.

You say 'lets forgive and forget'
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Look into my eyes.
Stare into my soul.
Your body will become hypnotized,
Then sucked into a black hole.
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It is said that deep inside your body,
Lies your soul.
Your soul, 'pure' and good.
But how can anyone be so sure?
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A murkey blackness radiating from the depths of my mind.
From the shadows to the air,
Together they entwine.
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In a world of hate, there is so much lust.
In a world of lust, there is so much pain.
In a world of pain, there is so much fear.
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Silence has fallen over me,
I dare not speak.
I sit here alone.
All i can do is think.
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Shut away from society,
Locked away from the world.
My body chills with anxiaty.
and still i dont say a word.
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Sitting at my desk,
The world at my hands.
My pen and paper infront of me,
Now it all depends.
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Anger.
No longer sencable.
Hate,
Pulsing through my vains.
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