Who am I?
I'm a lie
a fake
and my own living nightmare that wont end.
Were are you going?
six feet under ground
to A better place
with grams
What are going to do?
There's one bullet and a gun
there's a rope
and there's a knife
Why are you doing this?
cause the guy that tore my heart in half
cause my glass heart has shattered
cause my paper heart has been tore
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Eyes Of The World Of Souls Part 2
PoetryIt about me I have been through a lot but no know cause no cares It sad for me causei see no one cares for even thinks about me some times it truly hard
