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by UnholyTerror Oct 26, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Jumping the train, thats what i might do. all this pain. and its all because of you. If the train don't come, ill wait in the dark. ill think about killing you, and cutting out your heart. I wrote you a poem, but what good is it now? you'll never be able to stop me, you'll never know how. I'll laugh in your face, just before I jump. The next noise you'll hear, will be me go THUMP