I died I died looking at my killer I lived the life of torture, - TopicsExpress



          

I died I died looking at my killer I lived the life of torture, having to survive while I was living for nothing Smiled with the rest of the of the world while dying inside I regret ever having to say that the world is a beautiful place My mysteries collieded and i died The world I built for myself was a world of loneliness, pain and pure hatred My killer didnt even have the decency to bury me with the dignity I reserve but he did it with no remorse in his heart Thinking to myself and not knowing whether its hell or heaven because of the value of my life, I tried forgiving him but the amount of hate I had for him beat me to it and I died #boredom
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 10:48:14 +0000

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