*hell i call life*
I'm tired of the searing pain
I scream out as i open the vein
i watch as the blood spills
although not quite aiming to kill
i'm hurt
so listen to my feeble plea
what i'm asking for you is to hate me
if you'll please do this
then i'll be in a peaceful bliss
then i'll let go of the blade
and i'll be saved
from this hell i call life
by
rosesANDlettersposted on 05/12/2008
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