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Living without you(in hell)
written by Cut_Wrist_Risk07:55 AM 4/11/05I bruised up my knuckles,
getting mad over you.
All you'll do is chuckle,
cause it's a stupid thing to do.
I watch my hand bleed,
and get black and blue.
It happened uncontrolably,
kind of like me and you.
I cut my wrist up today,
one cut after another.
Exhausted there I'd lay,
my cuts hidden undercover.
The tears and blood mixed together,
dripping side by side.
It's like you lifted up the lever,
yet agian making me cry.
I hung myself by my stairs,
without a thought,
without a care.
The only thing that mattered hated me.
I have no idea why...
Why are you still contemplating?
Why must you still lie?
The day of my funeral,
you're not even there,
Good thing I cant be emotional,
and feel my heart tear.
Im burning in hell,
For what I choose to do.
But anythings better,
than living without you. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by cutsoffaith (4-11-2005 - 08:21 AM)
| i'd have to say that i feel the same way. i hate my mother. hell isn't so bad though...keep up the great work. |
by cutsoffaith (4-11-2005 - 08:38 AM)
| i left a comment on when i loved you, plz read it...thanx |
by heartoftears (4-11-2005 - 03:08 PM)
| I LOVE THIS POEM YOUR RIGHT |
by Tainted_Soul_777 (4-11-2005 - 06:35 PM)
| cass u better not be even think about cutting ur wrist again or ill kill u myself......he he he really just dont please cassy, its not worth it and neither is cody loser face. |
by (guest) (4-11-2005 - 09:44 PM)
| whoa.....i love this one.....its pretty up there...but u know that father i have sinned one will always be my favorite...this is my second favorite though...its....really good. i love it.... WOW! lol ~Mary~ |
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