Waste, by LaShawnna
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I'm no good, I'm just a waste.Why should I live? No one
cares about me. I always think about ending it all, because
after all I am just a waste. At times it seems that I'm
going to get my wish, but in the end I never do. After all I
am just a waste.And even death doesn't want to waste its
time on me. So I sit, wish I Could end this eternal
hell.Because nothing is going right for me, after all I'm
just a stupid waste!
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Posted: 2005-10-30 15:37:34 UTC |
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