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Alone In Hell
written by AloneInHell35804:10 AM 3/14/05Alone in hell,
She sits and dwells.
On past and future
But most likely present.
The tears stream down her face,
And she thinks of why she is here,
Was it for a good life?
Or for all those she held near?
Will she ever be happy?
Or will the sadness remain?
She asks these questions,
As the tears fall harder.
Alone she sits,
In her own hell.
Tears still falling,
And a constant scream escaping.
The knife sits close to her wrist,
Slowly letting the pain free out. |
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Yeah... My Hell Is Fun!
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