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My blood is tainted with this dirt called HATE,
And I cry and I can't escape,
You and your deadly ways,
Screaming in my mind, never to be erased.

My mind is JEALOUSY, burnt into the brain,
It is always singing,
Even in my own mind, I can't complain,
This thinking is driving me insane.

My body is a LUSTFUL, CORRUPTED, PIECE OF SHIT,
I sit and want to die in this eternal pit,
I'll lay down and rot, bit by bit,
It always seems there is no way getting out of it,

Like there is no way to BLEED TO DEATH,

Like there is no way to KILL THE MIND'S BREATH,

Like there is no way to JUST KILL MYSELF!



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On Saturday June 30th, 2007, Starrburry Gayzur (71) writes:
Kind of angry. I think it could have done without "shit."


On Sunday September 26th, 2004, Velvet_Raventon (693) writes:
There is a way out don't worry =) You just have to prepare the path right now: study, don't fuck your life up, take care of yourself, and you'll be happy in the end! Promise =) ~V.


On Sunday September 26th, 2004, An Expired Member (19) writes:
dont worrie hun...It will get better



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