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my life is horrible
sreaming people everywhere
wanting to hang myself
i'm by myself in a locked up room
needles stuck in my arms
my screaming sounds like an alarm
my swet is no longer swet
its now a pool of blood
the bubbles in the blood
look like bubbles in the tub
when that happens to me i just
look into lifes eye and say
PLEASE GOD DONT F***IN LET ME DIE
NOTHIN HAPPENS JUST A BRIGHT OLD SOUL
TAKES ME FROM THAT CHAIR AND PULLS ME IN
next thing i know i wake up
in my bed bare
thinkin that the woons are still there
but i look at my hands
and theres no tare
not a scratch on my wrist
i look up into the sky and say
jease god you acually new i was here
for once i actually exist in your world emo
- by mahoganielastrada |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 02/13/2009 |
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- Title: my life
- Artist: mahoganielastrada
- Description: My life
- Date: 02/13/2009
- Tags: life
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