Death is the essences of life of peace…

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Death is the essences of life of peace…
Blood that flows through these tainted veins is like venom eating and burning
So as the blade hits the skin and let’s go I find my way to breathe to feel it’s enough
Though some argue its wrong, is it wrong to suffer?
I don’t want to suffer in my own hell so let me bleed so I can heal
Every opening is like relief. Telling you you’re still alive your still have a heartbeat.
It’s hard when you don’t know how to cry, so everything must come out, this way is so much easier there is enough so it can go around.





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REBEL1 said...
May 3, 2010 at 4:37 pm
I luv this poem!!!! ur such an undescribable writer! i relate to this soo much, that it is touching to kno someone who feels the same! See ya at school, check out my work.
 
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