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"The Unwanted Soul" by Psyko

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He sits alone, wishing to die.
No one hears the sobs and the cries.
All he ever wanted was to be loved and to be known.
But he has done bad, people must reap what they've sown.
His friends have all left him, his family is gone.
He sits all alone, all alone on his lawn.
His head racing, his thoughts unsure.
Finally he loses his mind, he is going bezerk.
He realizes the pain he has caused.
He's just a sick little boy, with no one around.



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On Sunday January 23rd, 2005, An Expired Member (51) writes:
Deep.. very nice though. - Holly


On Saturday December 4th, 2004, An Expired Member (52) writes:
u simply put ur hand on the wound...tears...thanks..


On Thursday December 2nd, 2004, Whisper (136) writes:
Life is like that 24/7, unless you're stoned. ~Matt~


On Friday December 3rd, 2004, tears of decadence (222) writes:
yea.. so, here.. ======='( ) *passes around the bong*


On Wednesday December 1st, 2004, Psyko (41) writes:
thanks! ~Psyko


On Wednesday December 1st, 2004, Draven (51) writes:
very good keep up the good work


On Wednesday December 1st, 2004, Dark_Specter (17) writes:
nicely done ... good write



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