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I feel I am being stepped on,
My breathing has stopped.
My heart, falling out of my chest,
Bleeding.

Your presence,
Makes me tensed.
You've given me invisible bruises,
A broken life.

I feel tensed now,
Move away.
Keep out of my sight,
I want to feel alive.

You don't care,
I can easily tell.
Your bullsh*t,
It surrounds me.

Your lies,
Have hurt us so much.
I am your slave,
its how you make it to be.

Bury me,
You've already killed me.
©2007-2009 ~putonaplasticsmilex
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:iconbehindblood:
I really mean it when I say that you deserve better
Do you talk about all these things with someone at school or something?

Anyway great peom :heart:
:iconputonaplasticsmilex:
Nobody cares to listen to me...

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† ♥ You're s u i c i d e . . . ♥ †
:iconbehindblood:
I do :O
what about a counsler or something?

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