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Wednesday, September 17, 2003
 
That hole should be in my head,
Not in the wall.

I am afraid.

It wasn't right.

No one would defend it.
It was my fault.

It was an accident.

The walls were as thin as cardboard.
I had no idea.

No one would be here to save me from the wrath that would soon ensue.

Each second slams at my heart.
Soon, my chest will explode into a thousand pieces.

I'm blamed for seeking any excuse to run.

Don't you know?

Before, when I was with someone else...

Had I seen then what I see now in us,
I would have left.

I could have stopped it from getting so far.

I don't think he realizes how much I don't want to leave,
But know that I should.

I don't want to cause misery or harm.

I'm costing him his job.
School.
Sanity.

I say "I need to go."

I need to go.

Things seemed to brighten.

False mylar lining.

My pulse is off the scale.

I need to go.




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