I'm already dead

by ~*ღ©ღ*~   Jan 2, 2006


Darling,
I wrote a poem that expressed my feelings for you, but I hate you too much to think about how in love with you I am. So, I burned it and then cut my wrist, because you broke my heart, and now I could never be more dead. You used to tell me I was already dead. I remember, and you were right, I love you, you a-hole.

(C)

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