I write as most and die as some... but few understand my path, my ways, my life... my death.

I've been through some stuff, as everyone, there's no excuse to my life, the way I write, or the way I am. I'm just me, that's all I can be. But soon, what I call "me" shall be no more... If any of my friends are reading this, Goodbye. I love you. And I beg it of you, don't do as I do. Don't follow my ways, shed not your sorrows for a soul that never was. I was loved... that's all I could ask. I felt alive... that's all I could be. But Fate has marked my departure... and I take my leave.

Most of what I write I have personally experienced... or have friends that have. I try to write with all the emotion that I posses... My goal is to get the reader to feel what was felt when the poem was written. Sorry that I hadn't written in while, I'm trying to get back into it.

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