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Tuesday, February 28, 2006

know it was my fother-poem *kinda true but i almost did die*
The pressure is on, tonight I know that I'm going to be killed,
My father is pissed and his wish will finally be furfilled.
I can't get away, so I'll hide and try make some time,
I hope someone else will read this or he'll get away with the crime.
It wasn't suicide, it was murder don't listen to any of his lies,
But if he gets away with this it wouldn't be a surprise.
I'll hide in the closet and muffle my heavy gasp for air,
From this world I'll finally dispair.
I see the knife in his hand, he slowly makes his way up the last stair,
I fade away more in my corner but I can feel his stares.
"IAN!" He finds me and drags me by my hair,
He assures me he's only doing this because he cares.
I'm taked to the bathroom where I recieve my uncalled for beating,
The words, "I love you", is what he keeps repeating.
He throws me down the stairs he's done with the game,
But there's something wrong this time, something isn't the same.
I finally died and it's my father to blame.
I curse him in my last breathe gasping,
My body is dead, I'm slowly colasping.
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