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scars

Contributed by nightmare on Friday, 6th May 2011 @ 08:03:16 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

acceptance is the best drug.
but when you dont have it, you cant get enough.
white, black, strait or gay.
i love you all. please stay.
when you told me about your pain, i felt it too.
the blood from my scars fell like my tears, its true.
i hurt myself after you were gone.
i couldnt take being away, not till dawn.
the time the sun rised i knew you were dead.
that one phone call still rings in my head,
he didnt make it, she softly cooed.
but i just broke, im never in the mood.
i loved him, he was dear to my heart.
and cuse of those stupid guys, we have to live apart.
bulling is on of the biggest deals,
the make people feel sick, make girls skip meals.
to everyone out there, your amazing how you are.
dont ever kill yourself, that leaves the biggest scar.
i dont care what you look like or how you act.
im here for anyone, and thats a fact.
all you have to do, is talk to me first,
and ill be there for you, no need to burst.
i know all of your pain. i know what youve been through.
ive been down that road, the razor, been there too.
for whoever reads this, and whatever your issues,
remember im here, with my own box of tissues.
gay, bi, transexual, or straight,
white. black, red, u just wait.
it gets better, life cant suck forever.
so listen to me when i say dont listen to haters, not now, not ever.
message me if you need to talk.
no need for dieing, im here, ill help you walk.

Copyright © nightmare ... [ 2011-05-06 08:03:16]
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Re: scars (User Rating: 1 )
by Harrietbegone on Wednesday, 12th October 2011 @ 05:14:04 PM AEST
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I love the message you are portraying here. Much respect.

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