:*( Bitterly Bruised :*(

  :*(       Bruised & slighly accused                     :*(

  

                 used & abused ,





                  a razor blade





                   is my relief





                    from  a





              destructive destiny ,



:*(                                                      :*(

                  My bruises





                 scar my body





                 set in  as a





             curse for the worst .







:*(                                                       :*(

            





            My  blood seaps out







               and  slowly







                forfills up









                 the rocky







            stormy sea of misery . :*(









*  Written by GT . * December 23, 2006  *   :*( BOO HOOO  *

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I was going  thru    a
rough time in my  life
on this that is   why
I wrote  this    piece
Sometimes i  wish   I did not exist. The world
would be a better off
place without me  not HERE  to living on it .
just was not happy just
WAS misearble There is no
sense of happiness   Cause it
does not exist  BAH HUMBUG :*( YUCKY  it
makes me sick now for sure .BOOO HOOO BOO HOOO
Hoooo . :*( :*( :*( :*(

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