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Hell You Call Life
Contributed by
CrimsonTears
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Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 12:02:52 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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I cut away at my skin
I watch the blood fall
It doesnt feel the same though
I think Ill just end it all
I fell so many times
Along my written path
It seems as though Im always on my knees
Begging for god to just show his wrath
Take my life away from me
I know I dont deserve it
Ive beaten myself down to the bone
Night after night, slit after slit
Ive given up on myself
Why cant god just do the same
My life isnt worth anything
To everyone Im just a shame
Everyone looks down at me
They cant believe the things I do
I tell them I am sorry
I tell them I wish it wasnt true
God please just spare me
From this hell you call life
I cant take this ***** anymore
Maybe Ill just slip with a knife
If you wont end it, I will
Its not worth the pain
Im sorry for my mistakes
I have gone completely insane
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2004-08-04 00:02:52]
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Re: Hell You Call Life
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by MissMandy on
Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 01:21:22 AM AEST
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I hope instead of killing you, God brings you healing. I'm sorry you feel this way, and I hope things look up for you soon!
~Mandy~ |
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Re: Hell You Call Life
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by pixie on
Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 06:04:16 AM AEST
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very pained write, I am sorry you feel this way,
good expression,
pixie xx |
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Re: Hell You Call Life
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by RavenMarieKrashauna on
Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 08:58:23 AM AEST
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| Don't think your the only one, that no one understands, or that those who say they care are only pitying you. There are many of us who feel such pain in this life that it creates this need to bring physical pain to ourselves and to pray each night for death. Perhaps someday we'll all find that light in the dark that will brings us peace within ourselves. |
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