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by BRIT Jul 20, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
THE PAIN THAT I EXPERIENCE INSIDE IT HURTS ME SO BAD ITS WAY TO MUCH FOR ME TO HIDE TO SEE ME HURTING MAKES YOU GLAD EVERY TEAR THAT I CRY ARE BECAUSE OF YOU OFTEN I ASK MYSELF WHY? I EVER EVEN LOVED YOU AS I WRITE YOU A NOTE AND PREPARE MYSELF FOR THIS FOR SOMETHING YOU CAUSED I EASILY MAKE A SLIT IN MY WRIST MY BLOOD DRIPS TO THE FLOOR CRYING EVEN HARDER NOW AS I SLIDE DOWN THE DOOR BECAUSE FOR THE LAST TIME, YOU'VE BROUGHT ME DOWN IT TOOK YOU UNTIL NOW TO SEE HOW BAD I WAS TREATED YOU WERE EVERYTHING TO ME NOW I HAVE SUCCEEDED...