My muscles are weak and my soul is trully torn.
Rip out my heart and destroy me.
If life is a bitch
then love is a whore
take me away
I can't take it anymore.
My pain is trully tremendous. I honestly don't want to carry on. Why do I feel this way, why do I want so bad to be destroyed.
I wish someone would walk in front of me with a gun and kill me. This doesnt seem like it is going to get any better.
I feel like a cliche emo kid. But this kind of pain has never came over me. I know this isnt at all structures like a poem, and thats because its not supposd to be. I just want to say...
I dont know what I want to say. Im sorry to feel this way.
Ima just go
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Written October 31st, 2006
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mason know come on tell me whats going on...you know youre going to. im sorry you feel like this. thingsll get better...promise
muah
Lacey -
Err Mason are you okay man? We should catch up sometime.
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