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Bleeding To Death
written by Poetic_Decay03:32 PM 9/26/04In the dark corner of my room
I hide to find only my doom,
Hearing all the shouts and cries
To feel the emotion of people outside who lies,
I'm screaming and crying to get these voices out of my head
But its no use I might as well be dead,
I have nothing left for me except my family
But they're too busy so they won't even notice me,
I've started to blow things up coz of this rage boiling inside me
The fake smile I place on my face is nothing for my friends to see,
I bash my head against the wall
For the knife I seem to call,
It appears from thin air into my hand
I start slicing through every piece and land,
Straight on the floor where I'm still alive with my eyes open wide
And my whole life before me eyes,
I see now as I'm holding my last breath
Here where I lie bleeding to death.... |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (anonymous) (9-26-2004 - 05:57 PM)
by livingdeadgrrl (9-26-2004 - 11:23 PM)
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