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some days I just sit wishing to die
it gets so bad that I ask my self why?

Why is my life so dark and so gray
all of my good memories just melt away.so all thats left is the shity times of my life
all of the times I just sat wishing to die!!!!!!!!



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On Thursday May 29th, 2003, Rachel (392) writes:
Why indeed, my friend, why indeed.


On Thursday May 8th, 2003, An Expired Member (34) writes:
Like this one! The emotion is clear here- good write!


On Thursday May 8th, 2003, Saint_Reaper (284) writes:
this is an awsome write, it was put together very nice.


On Wednesday May 7th, 2003, Deliverence (797) writes:
So negative...so interesting.-Kefka


On Wednesday May 7th, 2003, alone (199) writes:
I am in total agreement with this peice ...i liked it alot



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