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by Trippy Jul 25, 2007 category : Dark, fantasy / dark, horror
Sitting on your bed, you start to think, life? hate it. friends? what friends? look at your wrist, Parents? hate me. Enemys? too many. you lay the blade upon your wrist a fountain of blood appears Darkenss. Silence. Coldness. Breathless. Death.