Why
by Life sucks Jan 30, 2006
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As i lay there in my room with a knife i slit my wrist knowing i have no body or any one who is there fore me i slowly start to die i lie there knowing i dont have much time to live as i watch time go by so i slit the other wrist just to feel the pain i lie there getting colder and colder as i slowly start to shut down in side then i hit the wall and go down slow then i am to the ground lying there in my own puddle of blood no i am gone |
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18 years ago
Very good an full of emotion... i like it... u shuld rite more
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18 years ago
by Sexi_Cassie
Well it's intense and all but i thought it was good i'm hoping that you don't do things like that because your a good writer and it be a horrible thing to lose someone with that kind of talent
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18 years ago
by Sango
A sad vibe to this poem.... Truly sad... I don't know what else to say (type)
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18 years ago
by gottaluvgod
Wow.. thas sad man
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18 years ago
by Kaylalala
Wow those words were almost as deep as the cuts you described
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