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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Inside I'm slowly dieing i cant breath im not lying i sit curled into my small ball i hug myself and try not to hurl it sickens me myself the aspects of life that which i dont want inside my mind i hide i rock to the beat of my quickly accelerating feet which tap in nervous patter to my heart which splatters blood upon the wall words in it i scrawl my little gray room dark in the gloom one little light a window cracked in the fight smeared and covered in grime from the pain building over time i refuse to cry for them inside it's in my head the overwhelming pressure it's so hot why make me suffer its so cold with just one blanket i rock and clutch to it rocking with the waves the pounding head ach wont cease the rain that's pouring down wont clean the smudgy grout the grounds a concrete floor i drop the lighter more i want to burn it down burn myself to the ground i want to use the bed create a metal weapon i need to feel the pain its stops me in vain i look out alone scared to the bone i dont deserve this peace this hell i dont want life any more i dont want to be called satan's spawn Evil which caught my childish mind he showed me special tricks he left me so demented i have the hunger too blood helps me calm down i swear its true inside i let it out i cry so hard the rain lets down because they cant see inside where i drowned Written In Block Two Math. Several months ago.
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