Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted May 16, 2009 Share Posted May 16, 2009 Poison I feel it running through the heart of my soul.. I feel no discourse as I am about to die. Will I meet the great unknown. because of this concoction.. Only you the stale posion I take and I will ever know. I feel fire and ice run through the arteries and veins. of my creped body,. Will I meet God's angels or see demons in disgrace in this nightmare.. I wait for the poison to work as we meet my fate together. I want to die so leave me alone and stop preaching your love to me well wishers. Walk out the door of my life for I could really give a dam ignorant ones. I want to die because of my paralysis and suffering. Don’t stop me by telling me it will all be ok. It won’t, screw you. I hate you so much I want you to know this; poison you are not my trusted friend,. Don't you know angels don't exist there is only hell to me in this reality. But please I beg you to do your thing and end my life. Let it all go. Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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