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Wednesday, January 16, 2008

This poem was created by Ellice n me 2dae:

I hate myself,
I wana die now,
I dunno if i will go 2 heaven,
Or go 2 hell.
I wana cut my wrist,
But that's a risk,
I got a penknife from the priest,
And now, blood is flowing from my wrist!

Nice? I find it interesting, though <3