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"My Past"
written by XxXstitchesXxX08:23 PM 2/24/05As I lay here drenched in a puddle of blood on the floor,
I think more and more.
I think of the good times when I wasnt depressed,
the times when I wasnt stressed.
I know that only I can control my past,
to keep me from degrading fast.
I know this is a place where I dont belong,
a living hell that Ive put up with for so long.
I now notice that if I wouldnt have done this to my vain,
then I wouldnt be laying on the floor in this much pain.
Though for now Im glad my life will be put away,
and on the floor soaked in fresh warm blood I will lay. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (guest) (2-24-2005 - 11:36 PM)
| wow. this ones reeeeally good. |
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