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THE RULES OF THE GAME
Contributed by
Tiffyo4
on
Thursday, 13th April 2006 @ 04:43:51 PM in AEST
Topic:
self-harmpoetry
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I cut myself to deep this time
now i feel like i'm gonna pass out
my eyes are all hazey
thinking of throwing up
the blood on my arm is now dry
trying to hide it from my friends
damn drama in my life
makes me hurt myself
no one understands me anymore
does anyone even care
weither i live or die
if i disappear will anyone notice
i just wanna die in a my sleep
take a pill and do it quick
never again live my life in regret
hope to bleed to death and never miss a drop
and leave no last words for anyone to read
never care who i left on earth to grive
just wondering one last thing
what will my obituary read
Copyright ©
Tiffyo4
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2006-04-13 16:43:51]
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Re: THE RULES OF THE GAME
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by Michael_Bevins on
Thursday, 13th April 2006 @ 04:56:45 PM AEST
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| Very touching, sad to say it reminds me of myself. I relate in many many ways. If u ever wanna talk or anything, my e-mail is in my profile. |
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Re: THE RULES OF THE GAME
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 13th April 2006 @ 06:37:31 PM AEST
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| You wrote it for attention... aprat from the odd spelling mistakes however it flowed quite well. |
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