Your Poetry Dot Com - The Knife,Razor,And Blade

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Cause no one cares how i feel
Cause yall abuse me
Use me
Tease me
And screw with me
But yall always use me for a joke
Cause of wut yall see
On the outside of me
Yall make me think of suicide everyday
With a knife, razor or even a blade
With the blade i slit my throat
So that i will begin to choke
With the razor i slit my wrists
So that my feelins can seep thorugh it
With the knife i stab it through my chest
And i think this way is the best.
This goes out to all othe people that make me feel this way
* yall i hope u die sumday
Cause of the guilt and sorrow u have
For makin me kill myself
But yall messed with the wrong person
The person with many friends
So if u mess with me u mess with them
And they will make u pay
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The Knife,Razor,And Blade
Date: Wednesday, 1st February 2006 @ 04:12:34 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: from_first_to_last

I hate my life
Cause no one cares how i feel
Cause yall abuse me
Use me
Tease me
And screw with me
But yall always use me for a joke
Cause of wut yall see
On the outside of me
Yall make me think of suicide everyday
With a knife, razor or even a blade
With the blade i slit my throat
So that i will begin to choke
With the razor i slit my wrists
So that my feelins can seep thorugh it
With the knife i stab it through my chest
And i think this way is the best.
This goes out to all othe people that make me feel this way
* yall i hope u die sumday
Cause of the guilt and sorrow u have
For makin me kill myself
But yall messed with the wrong person
The person with many friends
So if u mess with me u mess with them
And they will make u pay
One way or another

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