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i should have disapeared and died
When you suddenly think to yourself, why am I here? Why did god ever create me, I should have died and disappeared. Nobody understands me, and those that thought they did where sadly mistaken, hoping silently in fear. That they could be special, that they could be the one, to pull me from this madness. Well the madness already won. You couldn't save me, or rip me from the hands of the all mighty evils. My hell has already began. I only wish to be understood and loved for who I am. But I'm only misunderstood, and I know to messed up for others to want. Nobody can understand me, nobody can deal with my life or my burdens. I'm too much of a mistake, I only wish I could disappear and die today. People think they know why I am the way I am, but truth is, not even god can figure this puzzle out. He built me like a maze, anyone who enters, will never be found.
I'm back
hey Elf, seems like we both have been lacking lately poeticly. so to the poem. I know I wont be able to understand but I want to try so that I may help lift a burden off your sholders. you can talk to me any time you wish if you need. But I can think of a few people who would morn your death me included. so try to hold off so that you can experience the feeling of being freed from the mase you are. :) you are extreamly strong