Some Things that I have written.......
Untitled.....Sept 14, 2005
My life is nothing but a lie. My happiness is a fake. My friends are frauds. No one knows me for me. I want to fade away, so you will never see the real me. My feelings are trapped inside of me, and can't seem to escape. Will you ever know how I feel?
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Razors Edge....Unknown...sometime last year.
As the razor slides over my skin, I feel nothing. All my pain and worries are gone. I feel so good when the blood runs down my wrist. Maybe one day I'll slip and bleed everywhere, not being able to move. I'd slowly die, alone. Would you care? Would anyone notice? It's be as if I never existed. Would you visit my grave? Would you cry likt I did the night I committed suicide?
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Lost Love.....Sometime last year.
A lost love, that's all you are. You were here and now you're gone. Never to return again. Why'd you leave me? Was it something I said, or did? I still don't know. I felt so secure with you, but now I can't move because I've beocme so fragile. Do you even care? Do you still love me? I want to be with you.Hold you.Fall alseep with you.But most of all, I want to call you mine.
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There's 3 things that I have written.....I have bunches more but they are long and I don't wanna type write now.....
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I am so fucking pissed. I think I am going to stop believeing people because I always get screwed over. Now you know why I don't trust anyone and I am always quite around you. Fucking prick. Have you ever really cared about anyone, or do you just get off on hurting people? When people stop loving you maybe you'll understand why............fucker!
My life is nothing but a lie. My happiness is a fake. My friends are frauds. No one knows me for me. I want to fade away, so you will never see the real me. My feelings are trapped inside of me, and can't seem to escape. Will you ever know how I feel?
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Razors Edge....Unknown...sometime last year.
As the razor slides over my skin, I feel nothing. All my pain and worries are gone. I feel so good when the blood runs down my wrist. Maybe one day I'll slip and bleed everywhere, not being able to move. I'd slowly die, alone. Would you care? Would anyone notice? It's be as if I never existed. Would you visit my grave? Would you cry likt I did the night I committed suicide?
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Lost Love.....Sometime last year.
A lost love, that's all you are. You were here and now you're gone. Never to return again. Why'd you leave me? Was it something I said, or did? I still don't know. I felt so secure with you, but now I can't move because I've beocme so fragile. Do you even care? Do you still love me? I want to be with you.Hold you.Fall alseep with you.But most of all, I want to call you mine.
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There's 3 things that I have written.....I have bunches more but they are long and I don't wanna type write now.....
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I am so fucking pissed. I think I am going to stop believeing people because I always get screwed over. Now you know why I don't trust anyone and I am always quite around you. Fucking prick. Have you ever really cared about anyone, or do you just get off on hurting people? When people stop loving you maybe you'll understand why............fucker!