my heart pounds with ache
in the blackness of the world
only filled with hate
the memories i thought were so warm
prove wrong to be cold
iced with lies, and a soul to be mourned
im emo yes
but not insane
i cry and cut, this i do confess
i lead a life
with friends who care
very few, with others whom i fight
myself i fear
of the day ill go to far
no more playing stupid games, leading up to tears
im done, i give
no more "try again's"
this is my last life, which i choose to live
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