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To Late
Contributed by
heartbroken4ever
on
Tuesday, 15th February 2005 @ 06:19:10 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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As I lay here in bed
I start to hope that I will die
I don't know why
but all I can think about is you
And I'm getting so mad
Your my dream come true
and not being able to have you makes me sad
I hate it so much
that I slit my wrist
the blood is a sudden rush
and my life is now at risk
Now I'm gone
and if you only knew
maybe I would have held on
all I had to say was I love you
Copyright ©
heartbroken4ever
... [
2005-02-15 18:19:10]
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Re: To Late
(User Rating: 1 )
by Spazzo on
Tuesday, 15th February 2005 @ 06:43:10 PM AEST
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Great poem. I hope things get better for you. If you ever need to talk you can PM me. I have been there before. I know it sucks.
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Re: To Late
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by ForeverAlone on
Tuesday, 15th February 2005 @ 07:14:51 PM AEST
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Tsk. Tsk. Tsk Amber, Dont worry about HIM,Cuz hes a loser....Okay...
=]
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