Saturday Mar 17, 2007

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Cut

Slit My Wrists,

Hope To Die,

Bleed So Much,

Start To Cry,

Mail My Friends,

Tell Them So,

I Loved Them Much,

But I Must Go.

I've Waited Long,

I Tried To Stay,

I Cried Too Much,

Beared Too Much Pain.

I Slit My Wrists,

I Cut My Throat,

I Cannot Breathe,

I Told Mommy So.

She Said That It Was Just A Phase,

She Said That Depression Never Stays.

She Told Me Teenagers,

Were All Like So,

But I Knew Death Was The Right Way To Go.

Slit My Wrists,

Hope To Die,

Stab My Chest,

Say Goodbye.

Tell Everybody That They Were There,

I Wish I Wasn't Suicidal,

I Wish I Wasn't Scared.

Slit My Wrists,

Cut My Throat,

Mommy Was Wrong,

I Tried To Tell Her So.

I Wasn't Depressed She Didnt Know Why,

I Was Suicidal,

I Wanted To Die.

Slit My Wrists,

Cut My Throat,

Stab My Chest,

Heaven Is Better I Hope.
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nihly:
sending happiness vibes.

or do you need me to send you another sad poem. We can have a competition! Its on:

this is cuz i'm a relationship fuck up:

Hurt Has a Name and a Face

I'm so sorry I keep saying sorry
It's just that I feel like a constant screw up.
Who knew I was programmed this way?
I keep licking the salt from the wounds I've caused you-
This saline diet is just sensational.
Maybe you could forgive me
Since I do it so sweetly, and who can resist
Such charming pouts and beautiful tears?
That's right, cut open those stitches
Let me reside amongst your insides
Until the burning gets too much
It's worth it, promise.
I'll fix you baby,
Just let me destroy you first.
lewhitelines:
Hmmm you said I was going to love this blog but I'm sitting here reading it and I'm just plain sad. Although gloomy it's beautifully put, I love your style. It reminds me of myself. Oh! I'm going to send you that poem today and take some photos too I think.

P.S.

I wanna grow old with you. blush

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