CAN NOT FORFILL THIS LIFE.

By lost_in_the_world_of _depression • January 31, 2006 09:57 UTC

my own blood I SPILL from this life I can not for FILL if the pain goes ON I cant live ON the pain I FEEL is just to REAL the pain from the chest the pain from the heart the pain from u is all to much u stabbed me once u stabbed me TWICE I just cant pay this PRICE ... :(Im so sorry please give me another chance):

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February 1, 2006 12:59x.xSweetie__You.Had.Mex.x

umm sheehan whos this poem about is this about a x gf not naming eny names but is this like about a girl? meh ohwell see ya tomoz at skool xoxoxox Emma P.S WE DONT HAV ENY CLASSES TOGETHER!!!!!!!!!

May 23, 2006 06:34User

Eeeemm...I wanted to say something but I
am not sure what,anyway..I hope you are
not as depressed as your poems are..

August 6, 2007 05:20theworldinhell

very dark hopfuly what every this is about you will get over it