
to die
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry/Angst - Words: 39 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 12-08-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2448012
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its nights like these I fear…
nights where all I am is razorblades and screams,
nightmares and loneliness.
i need him hear. I need him.
i can not forget that this is my fault.
i can't forgive (myself.)
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