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by Freak7265 Oct 27, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
You call me names You talk behind my back What you don't know Is how I'm gonna act The words replaying in my head As I write this final letter When you see and read it I hope you feel better This is what it read: "They call me names You said I should die I would always cut my wrists and lay in bed and cry Well this is it I hope your happy I left last night Don't get sappy Go tell your friends You got what you want Show them this letter You M***er F**king Cunt" Sincerely, Gone!
by Drunke
Wow love the poem!!!