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dead to everyone around me. i died tonight, my flesh cold and pressed against the concrete. blood dribbles from my mouth....lifeless eyes, pupils but a minor speckle into my wasted life. i am a waste of life, a waste of a loving soul. put in the body of someone that people are not capable of loving. i do not move....or atleast i hide it to everyone around me. people cry because they feel that is what you are supposed to do when someone you know dies, not because they miss me or they loved me. sick of this shit, i fade into another world. blinking lights, flashing the colors of fire, and of ice. but why....its like a sign, i see it in repition throughout my ordeal. my eyes focus to it, i think nothing of the fact that i will never breath another gasp of air, that i will never share myself with another. i will never get to create a life as beautiful as the stars above. i guess i do not care, fuck it all....i give up love, i give up living. i am finally free to this nightmare and i can roam free, alone but free. if i had to choose one or the other i would choose freedom. so i leave, my body, and my soul. then i wake up, sigh, and go about my life another day in my own personal hell.

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dead to everyone around me. i died tonight, my flesh cold and pressed against the concrete. blood dribbles from my mouth....lifeless eyes, pupils but a minor speckle into my wasted life. i am a waste of life, a waste of a loving soul. put in the body of someone that people are not capable of loving. i do not move....or atleast i hide it to everyone around me. people cry because they feel that is what you are supposed to do when someone you know dies, not because they miss me or they loved me. sick of this shit, i fade into another world. blinking lights, flashing the colors of fire, and of ice. but why....its like a sign, i see it in repition throughout my ordeal. my eyes focus to it, i think nothing of the fact that i will never breath another gasp of air, that i will never share myself with another. i will never get to create a life as beautiful as the stars above. i guess i do not care, fuck it all....i give up love, i give up living. i am finally free to this nightmare and i can roam free, alone but free. if i had to choose one or the other i would choose freedom. so i leave, my body, and my soul. then i wake up, sigh, and go about my life another day in my own personal hell.