Life

by Hailey   Jul 4, 2006


Every time i turn around i have someone wanting revenge because of something that they thought i did but i didn't. so eventually the blade i use will take my life but most will be happy without me. Every time i try to help someone it turns around and i get the blame for it and everyone wants revenge. so the last time I'm will use the blade i will be gone rotting in hell watching under everyone trying to protect them without hurting them.

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