I totally didn't know I still had this---this is teenage ANGST at its best:
Kiss Me Softly
Kiss me softly,
Caress my cheek,
Kill me slowly,
I'm already weak.
Running a mile,
Screaming through the wire,
Cutting into my sanity,
My soul set on fire.
I'm so tired now,
Why am I still here?
Haven't I been through enough,
What else is there to fear?
Break me into pieces,
I am already weak.
Throw me into oblivion,
I am already too far gone.
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