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Hate, love, death, fear, love

Submitted:Apr 2, 2012    Reads: 17    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I wish I was gone, I wish I was dead,

I wish a had a bullet right in my head,

I don't know why I'm living, I don't know why I'm here,

I don't know why I'm being fed only hate and fear,

My only hope, my only strength,

My only peace, is far away,

Even though I talk to him every single day,

I still miss him, I still wish it was him I was with,

This is not my life, but I won't touch a knife,

I'll just keep on living, and they'll keep on giving

Their hate, and I will be here sitting, as I wait,

But when I'm gone, I hope it's not too late..


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