poem or suicide note
Every one was born to die
your only living in a lie
I hate all of you and only love the hate
Nothing is out there that’s worth the wait
I want you all to feel my pain
To feel the glares that make me insane
I hope all the pain makes you cry
I hope you all suffer when you die
I hate the feeling of being alone
I can’t survive this way on my own
But you can’t help, no one can
My life was over before it began
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sajinnposted on 04/22/2008
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