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Hurt


Hurt from all the pain,

i just want to run away,

in a safer place I'll be

put out of my misery,

i point the gun towards me,

and slowly count to three

 

 

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Comments (2)

savigirl14
<P>It's short and to the point. I've been to the point where I want to do this. Please read my poems and tell me what you think</P>
diana_knows_poetry
<p>old one of mine&nbsp;</p>

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