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the LA encounter of Arianna

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I hate myself I dont know how you deal with me I am so much drama Im horrible just plain sickening Im going to get slapped by karma Me and my moods need to just go ahead and die not physically but emotionally i'll just hang my emotions is that alright I'll leave you alone because i hate what im doing to you I told you i was going to give you pain That is nothing new I hate to see you cry im drowning in your tears i wont be able to float back up if you arent near I want you to be happy but that meens you would have to leave because I cause you so much pain i am filled with so much greef (spelling?) I dont want you to leave me because this is the happiest ive ever been If you stay with me you would be hurt but I would be happy from now to then I am so fricken selfish I am so terrible I hate myself for doing this to you the pain is umberrible

Posted by: 1so_so11rry_ari11 Thu Mar 26, 2009 @ 06:44am

~Sorry.... Just bein Ari~

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iSacrafice
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Thu Mar 26, 2009 @ 07:27am

Dont hate you, Hate me.
If I bring you this pain, How am I helping?

Ari, what you think is pain, is really adaptation.
I've been in love before and it takes some detication.

It hurts the worst,
and its bad at first,
weight you hunger and thrist,
Because Love is a curse.

It might be worth dying,
But its a shame that I'm lying.

Sometimes it doesn't get better,
as I'm writing this letter,
I bleed redder, and deader.
But I'm not a forgetter.

In remeberance of you,
I carve my hands through, and through.
and as I'm writing this letter,
I bleed redder, and deader.

but your not the cause,
If my feelings would pause,
we could bind up our laws,
and remove all the claws.

Not the feelings towards you,
The feelings towards me,
tear my insides through.
and my heart is left to bleed.

It bleeds and beats for you,
anf it will never be removed.
until it is ripped and torn in two.
and forever I am wound.

with Ari carved in my hands.
I'd still be there to dance.
and Ari, as I'm writing you this letter.
my blood spills out, not redder, just deader

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