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i want to die

I run so fast
but you are gone
I sit there alone
In the parking lot
I think about dying
so i go in my room
and, I cut my wrist
I feel the blood rush out
my mom comes in
and I am dead

by lifesucks
posted on 05/07/2008

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Comment by SinnerIndeed: May 7, 2008 10:47 am
Wow, blatant, brutal, and perfectly beautiful, the 3 B's. I love it.
Comment by bloodyrose: May 7, 2008 10:54 am
agree...and i love it
Comment by Darryn732: May 7, 2008 11:20 am
good poem Smiley
Comment by scarsofsecrets: May 7, 2008 7:39 pm
amazing poem
Comment by lindseymarie: May 9, 2008 10:49 am
ok, i've never gone that far on my wrist...dude that ain't cool
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