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The Problem
written by thornyrosebud04:50 AM 3/11/05What would happen,
If I die,
If I took the knife,
To cut myself.
The problem?
Even if your dead,
Even if you sever your grip
On reality,
The thoughts still come,
Of hate,
Of grief,
Of neverness...
Never stopping. |
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» Comments / Feedback | by (guest) (3-11-2005 - 06:56 AM)
I LIKED THIS IT SHOWS WHO U R AND JUST ROCK ON! |
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