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by Hannah   Nov 2, 2004


My heart beats slowly but alive
but somehow i feel deprived
How can it be ,
that i was meant to be
surely this isn't right for me
how can i wake u day by day hoping i wouldn't awaken tomorrow.
I know it isn't right
but life just isn't right.
My friends ignore me,
my parents disown me,
My life is a disgrace.
I get slammed doors in my face.
I hate this thing u call a life. Death comes from Hate ,
when hate comes alive.

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