krystal waite Poems

where there is a body
theres a heart

where there is a heart
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I looked in the mirror and was affraid to look into my own eyes
was affraid that my own self would also tell a lie

i would rather be dead than alive then to ever face this cold cruel world
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scares cut so deep it pierces through my soul
im now so weak that ive lost every once of control
what can i do, who should i trust, where can i go
i lost my family all faith and all my hope
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I watch you as you sleep
I watch you slowly awake
I watch you as you brush your teeth
I even watch you bathe
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Simply no sympathy
love nor respect
do i have for the ones who chooses to neglect
or who choose to abuse and torment
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