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I felt that bitterness at my tongue. Swallowed hard and wished more than anything that I had the power to wash it all away.
A feeling of guilt, that takes forever to go away. Like a stain that takes weeks to fade.
Now that I think of it. It hurts more than anything. Like a steady pain that comes in swings.
I�m sorry. I wish I had the right words. At the right time. But I speak too soon.
I do understand. Its not just drama, but a pain that�s there everyday.
And I can�t help this itch inside of me, that wants to reach out and make it all go away.
When, really, all I can do is play.
Wednesday, Sept. 13, 2006
6:08 p.m.
6:08 p.m.