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Oct. 24th, 2001 03:39 amI'm so lonely
I keep saying, it's okay, Honey..
it's okay
but it's not
there is no-one real to talk to
no-one I can trust.. that will listen
I hate the telephone
I'm so scared
I want to lie to myself..
and god I want my pills
but nothing will ever get this dust out of my eyes
nothing can make it right again
I want to be stronger
or disappear