Dead

by chanel   Mar 30, 2008


I walk toward the light it gets hot like a summer night. i regret what i did with a blade. i should have thought before i took action. look at all the people i am hurting now cause i am dead. mom, dad i am sorry i just couldn't take it anymore. the peer pressure was crushing me i had to make it stop. what did i see: a blade go that way, a pool full of blood, RED RED RED, blank now i am dead.

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