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by Emo Apr 17, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I am dieing, Blood spills out, As I cry out, So darn confused, I know I've been used, Where do I go from here? My hour is drawling near. So here I am, No one helps, Memories cram, Where do I go? What do I do? I'm dead-So, I blame YOU.
by Broken Inside He only wants to hurt me
It was great really deep.
