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i'm laying down looking up at the cieling thinking God why me man i hate this fucking feeling see loneliness is my best friend cause all those so-called friends left me for dead although on the outside i portray a happy person my insides are rotting like a dead person yeah im dead inside you wouldn't know the feeling always giving your all and then getting the i can't do this reason i always get hurt it's nothing new i wish i had someone who could change that view but i'm alone i'm cursed might as well put me in a hearse and bury me alive let the bugs take over this corpse of mine leave me blind to the hate and darkness maybe God will still accept me into heaven if not then burn me alive in hells flames i'm a sinner wow but i'm the one who's been betrayed fuck this shit i'm done writing for today
Published 29th Nov 2012
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9th Sep 2013 4:06am
Wow, this is a powerful piece. The more I read, the more drawn in I became....shaking my head in agreeance to some of the hurt that came to life in your writing. From the "so-called friends" to portraying happiness on the outside and dying within.....this just brought out some hurtful memories and left me asking the question of how the ones who give their all get hurt more than anyone else. It's sucks to think about that.
I really enjoyed your compelling expression.
I really enjoyed your compelling expression.
26th Sep 2013 7:10am
