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Tuesday, July 5, 2005


death from a so-called friend
people seek love under a knife
waiting for it to destroy a life
this world is so dark and cold hearted
always something to tear apart

how much blood can people spill
seeking for terrors to become real
people's words cut deeper than knives
my blood is pouring, bleeding to death, always living a lie

their actions, a noose around my neck
pleading for my life, not wishing death
praying to God for the rope to snap
life is a huge, empty gap

their finger is resting on the trigger,
how do they do this, how do they figure
pull the trigger, watch me die
after you do take a deep look into my eyes

you don't seem to care when i cry or how i act
you are self centered only thinking of yourself. just face these facts.
maybe that would change when i am dead six feet under
you are ignorant, careless, are you my friend i wonder

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