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	In the middle of a storm in the mist of the rain In the middle of the night through all my pain I slit my wrists and slip away I watch the sun rise and fall while sitting on the bay You don’t know what you did Or even why you did it You did it though You took my heart, You ripped it out and hid it What do I do now sitting alone? Sitting alone staring at the phone Blood pouring out, staining the carpet Trying to figure what will become of it These hidden emotions and unrealized fears Tell me what I have lost these past few years. 2/22/06 *Written by Sheena A* Submitted by Sheena A

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