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MY ****** LIFE

i cant trust me best-friend

i have a backstabber for a friend

this isnt the beginning

but, soon be the end.

 

im writing this note in advance for

my mistakes, this is my ****** life

i dont know how much more i

can take.

 

the end is coming soon

i can feel it in my blood

while im lying in my room

thinking of the past this is my ****** life

in which wont last

 

the end will come tonight

i'll be leaving this earth

i'll soon be leaving ur site

this is my ****** life

it'll all be over soon

 

life will soon be a dream

whether i like it or not

i hold in my hand a gun

in which only has one shot.

 

the thought makes me cry

i cant stand anymore

for tonight w shall die

and tomorrow will be no more.

 

so im saying goodbye

please dont cry for me

all that i ask

is for u to write my eulogy.

 

its getting harder to breath

all i can see is darkness

please forgive me!

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Jun 1, 2011
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