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Who Cares its over


Who would care if you end it? When would you tell me you wanted to die? Broken hearted, Ruby rivers flow Sleepless nights, crying, hope suffocated Anahilated, en end to humanity Sleep Beckons, eyes blood shot from crying Swallowed alive, death grips you, no escape Praying for hope, death now lives As the cold gun meets his temple The trigger explodes, though you survive There its over, ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?
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savigirl14
<P>OMG,....this is amazing</P>

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