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My Slow Suicide
written by Xx_mistik_xX
05:37 PM 12/25/04
Ill slit my wrists and die in unhappiness and fear, for you who never loved me truly.
Why do you do this to me? You knew I already had nothing to look forward to. We loved each other, and yet I feel that now you don’t love me. What did I do wrong, I still love you, but you look at me as though I’m nothing.
All the lies, and me, wondering if I was the one who did this to myself.
I gave you my heart and soul, and you threw it in the dirt, you treat me like shit, but yet I know there will be some one out there, who will cherish all of me.
I was beaten and mistreated, with pain beyond words, the bruises on my arms and legs weren’t from accidents. My parents thought I was nothing, and now you treat me the same way.
Everything was perfect with you, but now you changed it. You were always perfect in my eyes, but now I really know who I’m looking at.
Damn you to hell for making me hurt, damn you to hell for taunting me, damn you to hell for making me believe that you loved me. I wish everything went back to the way it was before.
All you cared about was yourself, why did I ever trust you? Love you? I wish I never had, and now comes the end, of my slow suicide.


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