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Author: Yorba Linda
Fiction Rated: M - English - Drama/Angst - Reviews: 3 - Published: 04-28-06 - Updated: 04-28-06 - id:2163321

I hate trying;
I hate stealing;
cheating, lying;
I hate crying.
I hate feelings;
"I hate me."
I hate what you'll never see.
You love breathing;
I love sinning.
It's a battle not worth winning.
I feed off of self indulgence,
you live off of self importance.

Close your eyes and feel the pain;
misanthropic and insane.
See the blood begin to spill,
and swallow all your fuckin' pills.

You are lost above the surface;
fighting for your useless purpose.
You could change your life today,
but you could care less anyway.

You hate her,
she hates you and every little thing you do.
You love him,
but he loves me,
and all my tongue abilities.
You killed patience;
You killed time.
Being happy is a crime.
Slice your wrists and hang yourself,
you're just a doll upon the shelf.

Close your eyes and feel the pain;
misanthropic and insane.
See the blood begin to spill,
and swallow all your fuckin' pills.

Choke on words you want to say,
but put your reasons far away.
Close your lips before you speak;
too wise you are, but still so weak.

I want you near before you die;
so I can watch you waste your lie.
Kiss me once more, but don't cry.
I'll see you in the afterlife.

-END


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