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» Poem: BPD
BPD
written by Trapezium
01:58 PM 8/11/04
She called me selfish,
But i would do much more for her,
Then i would for me,
Does that make me selfish?
Caring for someone too much,
Is that really self-centere?
Fucking up people's lives,
Well i can't fucking help it,
It aint fucking easy,
This shitty BPD,
It haunts me,
Changes my every mood,
Fucks up relationships,
Fucks up emotions,
Fucks up lives,
Sam Alex Rosie Trude Josie Aba Lynn Milly Harriet Mine My family's,
All fucked up because of one disorder,
And i just can't make it better,
What the fuck to do?
Try to hang myself again,
Tie a belt in a noose and strap it to an upstairs window,
Then jump,
If the Noose doesn't kill me then the fall will,
I must die,
Do it alone so i can't get caught,
And i wont tell anyone this time,
Where when or how,
Fuck them it's my choice,
It was my life,
It was my life.


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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Rubish poem about why i keep fucking up people's lives... 'cause i got BPD

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» Comments / Feedback
by i_love_sandy (8-11-2004 - 04:14 PM)
u fucked up my life.... but its not to late to forgive you...IM me and we will get this sorted out. if u die...we have to die together

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