By Request: Confronted
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|By Request|
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Written for: Isabel
Confronted
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With each drop of blood,
They get no closer to a reason —
Only more pain
To release my inner treason.
Trading my life
For self image;
Labeling my own worth,
Trying only to salvage.
Hidden from you
Only to be felt inside;
No substitutions this time,
For the pain testing my pride.
I’ve all but stopped
Trying to explain;
Writing only to contain
The evidence that remanis.
©2004, Joe Jenkins
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thank u!! i really do appreciate that!! isabel
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I like blood. Or well I used to.
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This is very good…
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RYN: : / thanx…: ) ..<3 b.e.c.c.a
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