I didn't know what to do,
When I lost you,
I fell to the floor,
Screaming "I can't take this anymore!",
Why did you have to go?
Why did you have to leave me?
Am I not good enough?
Or did you just want me for the fun?
Well I don't care,
This blood line is almost here,
My veins snap,
My heart breaks,
My soul collapses,
Under all this dead weight.
This might seem fun for you,
To see me on the floor dead,
Lifeless and confused,
Well when you always told me I'm going to hell,
Well I'm there and I'm waiting for you,
What happened to me you ask,
Well its quite easy,
I killed myself.
A contest entry
- Again by Summers end.
300 points, ended May 22, 2008, 8 entries
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Comments
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wow hun. that's deep. i love it. i can remeber how i've felt this so many times before. i almost did several times. but all's ok now. you're an amazing writer!! keep up the great work hun.
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wow good write i lliked it good job keep it up
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