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Were you ever really ready to die?



You sit in your room with a razor,



And wonder, who will miss me?



You pull once just to start the cut,



Then over and over and over again.



Now it’s becoming numb,



This in your eyes is good.



You know now, it’s almost over.



Your heart races, you blood pours,



Yet still you wonder,



Who will miss me?



The blood flows freely now,



No more need to cut.



You watch it drip slowly,



Feel the numbness take over.



You hurt your one true love,



Now this is how you’re re-paying them.



You cut one more time,



Just for the heck of it.



It flows more rapid now, dripping faster.



Yet you wonder, who will miss me?



One more time will do the trick.



One more time and you’ll slowly die.



This is what you wanted, right?



You wanted to dance with the devil,



And now your time comes.



You’ll know your family will be sad,



Your friends will be pissed.



But at that moment you think,



They’ll be happy without me.



The one you love won’t ever have to worry,



Worry if you’re going to hurt them again.



Cause with you gone, you can’t.



Still you wonder, who will miss me?



Your eyes become heavy, your breathing slow.



It’s almost over now, no more pain,



Just dancing with the devil lies ahead.



You close you eyes to go faster,



Faster into the dark abyss of sleep,



The dark abyss of hell.



To the place you know you were destined.



A place that calls for you.



Yet still you wonder, who will miss me?



You see the devil and his demons,



Standing, waiting for your arrival.



Suddenly you smile, knowing this is your fate.



You wrist still bleeds, your eyes filled with tears,



But you walk thru the gates, black as coal.



The devil takes your hands,



And swings you into his arms.



You smile at him and lay your head on him.



His evil laugh gives you chills,



But still you smile.



And as you dance with him,



You still wonder, who will miss me?



You know it wasn’t right,



What you did, but still you did.



You blame not a soul, but yourself.



You cried your final tears,



And stayed with the devil, smiling all the while.



You laugh at his sick jokes,



And agree with everything he says.



You know what he says is a lie,



But you can’t help but agree.



All he says is like music to your ears.



Full of lies, but yet so sweet.



He tells you that you’re his child,



And that you are safe in his arms,



You can’t help but smile, laugh and then…



……Believe him.



Yet while you dance there, still you wonder,



Who will miss me?



He chuckles at you thoughts and tell you ,



NO ONE!



And, you believe him, and you trust him.



He tells you all you need is him, you believe him



Your wrist is still very numb,



He places his hand on it, and it heals.



Now you know that he loves you.



You lean up and kiss his cheek.



You never want this night to end.



You and the devil; dancing,



In the pale blue moon light.



And you never again wonder…



Who will miss me?



For you know no one will……

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LostDamnedSoul
17:54 Oct 21 2009

Harsh, but I like it >:)

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I hope you receive ten fold, the hurt you caused me,



I hope you earn back the tears you made me cry.



I hope you feel the unbearable tearing sensation within,



I hope it still haunts you when you lie in your coffin.



I hope you cry so much, you want to vomit.



I hope you cry so much, your body goes into uncontrollable spasms,



Then you'll know the smallest detail as to how you made me feel.



I hope you hurt so much, you rock back and forth on your bathroom floor,



I hope you hurt so badly, you want to cut your self, to release the pain within.



I hope you cry so much, your eyes burn like acid.



I hope you forever remember the feeling of cold blood, slowly dripping down your arm.



I hope you hurt so much, your head aches like to worldly description.



I hope you're in so much pain, that when your body sweats and your heart pounds,



...you remember what you did to me.



I hope that when the lights go out and the day draws to and end,



Insomnia is your only friend!

Red Phoenix



Blue Dragon



Fire against Water



Warm against Cold



Love Against Hate



It's always been this way



But is it too late?



If only I could turn a page back



If only I could rewrite the past

The blood from his hand drips slowly onto the floor



Turning snow-white into crimson red



A color so full of passion



So full of life his hands, drip tears



Pale blue eyes, so cold so pale so dull



So short



His life was like winter, there for so long



Gone in the wind



You can still hear his cries on the cold nights



Feel the pain of her death, as ice falls faster and faster



Swirling into different colors as the nights fade so does he



From dawn to dusk, the sky still cries.