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[bodytext] => While sitting here crying Torn up inside I want to die I hate myself, I hate my life Nothing seems to turn out right Perfect job or so I thought All I wanted was to have fun And make people smile Yet instead I just cause irritation I'm an annoyance The worse of it all they don't tell me But go behind my back and complain My grades are low and I'm lost in it all Relationships? What's that? Torn in hell I'm lost I swore I'd never get mixed up in it The drugs, the sex, the drama I escaped from that, but the effects remain I feel hollow, a void of pain Is it wrong, to wish that a car would hit you That you'd get in a terrible accident And die That way you won't have to do it yourself Spare the family, the friends the pain Of knowing the dark demented thoughts The pain inside Of knowing you were pushed to the edge And took away your own life I can fake a smile enough to fool anyone But when I'm alone the tears start falling There's really no want to live anymore A longing for death is all that inhabits my heart Settled on a throne of pain As I drive home I think It'd be so easy It'd look like an accident It'd be quick, little pain But I couldn't do it I couldn't, I can't So I'm stuck in my dark demented hallows Until God finds it fit to put me out of my misery [comments] => 0 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 13 [informant] => desolantdreamer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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