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Monday, May 11, 2009

Close to D.e.a.t.h.

If you only knew,
That you would be the d.e.a.t.h. of me.
My love for you is k.i.l.l.i.n.g me.
All this pain and suffering.
Just watching you together,
Puts a knife right down my wrist.

Death seems so much easier.
And chances are I might.
This body that I dwell in,
Isn't worth this fight.
Alone, I'm wasting away.
And you're the one to blame.

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