T.T
I hate my life
I hate it so
Fuck my life
Fuck my soul
I want to die
More than you imagine
I want to cry
Just like a baby
Theirs nothing to life
Theirs nothing worth while
Theirs nothing for me
Im like an old worn out vase
With this knife in my hand
I have just one thing to say
I know my parents
wont notice im gone
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soniaposted on 12/31/1969
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