unloved lost poems

with a cold heart and blood as black as night what a great world it could be

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Dec 20 2008

Lost and Dead

Published by crchisum at 10:44 am under Uncategorized Edit This

As i wait for the razor to cross my left arm and the tears of blood fall to the ground if only u didnt leave me i would not feel so dead if only does not exist in this messed up world for all of us are just ghost in the making waiting to be judge like a murder on the stage if i ever see the one u left me for … none one will ever know happen to him for i will not judge him or put him on the stage for his sleep will just be ever lasting and he will never wake nor will u i am sorry my love for are love will never be as long as both of us live so as i kiss the pistol and pray that u will take me back after we meet in hell for i love u and only i know it.

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