Screw This Life

SCREW THIS LIFE
All I ask is why
And you never freaking reply
All you do is lie
As I freaking cry
So I’m done wit 
This crap I’m
Going to DIE
This is my last 
Mother freaking goodbye
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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