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Death
Contributed by
inspiration
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Sunday, 12th June 2005 @ 09:20:33 PM in AEST
Topic:
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I am but a young kid
Waiting for the day my life ends
I don't look forward to it
Although some day it will come
It will be the day I see the light
I don't know how it will happen
It could be a bloody death
A clean death
A death of nightmares
No one knows how it will be
Only one that knows is God
I can end my life now
With one cut on my wrists
I think about it everyday
And I hold myself from doing that
It is a scary feeling
Just cutting yourself
The thought of it is just creepy now
How can you be afraid of death
When you don't know what death is
The scary thing is that soon that day will come
The day I die
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Re: Death
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by pUnKa_RaCh on
Sunday, 12th June 2005 @ 10:07:54 PM AEST
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| very well done and i agree with you, Im not afraid of death either. powerful words, well done |
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