Don't Hate Death It Was Me
I'm holding in my hand my way out. But so many people would hate me if I did it. But whats there pain next to mine? Who would hurt more? I bet it would be me if I stayed a minute longer. I loss for words but they just keep pouring out. I hold in my hand a pertty new razor to take the pain. To bleed and die by the end of the day. So hate me if you want I no longer care. But if you do hate me remember it was you that put me here. Holding my only way out! Written March 29th, 2002 © on Mar 29 2002 06:48 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"I'm holding in my hand my way out...."