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My Last Breathe

Views (114) Tragedy Created on 12-17-06 Flag
 
The boys I like are all the same.
Playing with my heart like it's a  game.
Well I'm Sick and tired of it.
I'm don't need anymore of their shit.
You'll either love me or you won't.
Don't say you love me if you don't.
Screwing with my emotions is something they like to do.
Well I have to words for them and it's "FUCK YOU!"
Sometimes I ask myself why I care.
But I just want someone to help me with the pain I bare.
I don't see the point to live my life.
I could end it with one cut of the knife.
But why don't I do it like I want to.
It's because I want him to care about what I go through.
I see him with her everyday.
Knowing there's nothing I could say.
I ask myself when it went so wrong.
It's when he didn't love me all along.
No one would care about my death.
So I say good-bye with my last breathe.
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On June 5th 2007 JEREMYPV28 Said :
JEREMYPV28 yo its a good poem but i would care about your death so dont say noone would...
On June 2nd 2007 BigJhpu Said :
BigJhpu wow that is powerful and deep
On May 28th 2007 meatsandwhich Said :
meatsandwhich It has a good ryhme scheme, sadly I can't realy relate to putting up with boys...
On December 17th 2006 sweetiepie3211 Said :
sweetiepie3211 wow.. this is amazing .. its so good!