Untiled

by Richard   Jul 5, 2006


This is hell...will my mind eva get well...the sickness of ur words...wat did i do to deserve this...is the only way out a slice to my wrist...is this ur wish or my worst nightmare...is this a way to make people stare...will u eva care about my life...or will i have to finish it with my knife..Wat was i meant to do after u left...

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