Do you ever feel like
you're living two lives...

The blade looks good
The pills look best...

I sew my own flesh
a needle without thread...

You say you hate me
I hate me too...

I look back over your gifts from that short time,
And reflect on that fact that you were never truly...

I do not want to change
because when reunited...

I continued on my poem hate if people don't like...
You say you hate me...

**Still a work in progress comments and...
Walk into the Inferno of your own free will...

Don't stand here
in front of me crying...

We're all sinners we're all saints
One Nation Under Hate...

So concerned with the poetry of the motion
that the meaning of the words escape you...

Lets not pretend,
Our worlds at its end...