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Banned 4 biting
From: at home in the middle of no where |
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Suffering thoughts
IP: 88C4 C811
My 'minds run blank' and my 'breaths run low', 'trapped sealed tight' suffocating with 'no control'...
'How much life can I hold?', I'm 'straight for now' but soon i'll be 'collapsed on solid grounds', Im losing oxygen, I cant even 'hold my own weight' like im 'losin pounds'...
trying to survive i have alot of heart but i ant got much left....
lungs-gaspin-for-breath...grippin-my-life but im slippin-towards-death...
air-gettin-thin....steamy i can feel my strength-leave-from-within...air-gettin-thin....steamy i can feel my strength-leave-from-within...
with a life-filled-wit-sin...killed-some kin admittin in the end to oxygen...
This is 'Real life, not pretend', so thinkin lightly in my head 'Why god, why me?', Just because i've been 'agaisnt this faith for so long' why do you 'defy me'...
'Rely please', considor that im leavin and 'floatin to your arms', But your 'self righeous and caring' so why 'cause this painfull harm'...
like gun-shot-wounds-not-atended me survivin-is-hopeless...
i know imma die....like tired boxers god beggin to lose focus!!
room feels like it gettin smaller-and-smaller and my life fading like old paintings...
maybee when i die kids wont hate me but remember me by my stats-and-rankings!!!
No holes left to 'seap some air', my 'life to spair', Cause im with 'Hayden' on this one, 'Life aint fair'...
'Eyes left shut and blined to stare', but what is 'vein lies within my sinful thoughts', This must be a 'sick prank of evil', left 'trapped with no air', a 'demented lesson to be taught'... uppin for feedback
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06-21-03, 09:43 PM
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