| Re: Shadow of Me
how about reading one of my poems
It kills to feel
I hit I'm fine, I cut I feel, I die I'm free
The need to feel is killing me
The blood flows out along with pain
So I cut, cut and cut again
Life it hurts, it ****s you up
Pains a release, ah a hot fag butt
There's one way out I have found
The noose the knife around the throat no noise no sound
Is there a life after death?
If you go on living I curse thee god, don't jest
I hope there isn't anymore for me
So when I die, I will be free
But I am living and I must go on
My friends would be saddened to see me gone
So for my friends, for the moment I'll stay
But when there gone to death I'll lay
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