- tHe FiRsT pOeM -

Feeling: paranoid
-here's a little poem I wrote one day that inspired me to create this diary- the tears inside are the tears I hide so no one can see all the pain you cause me the bands I wear cover the tears in my wrists that bleed my razor does the evil deed so happy I feel during a high it makes me forget the reasons why some days I want to kill myself I prance around like a pixie-elf but when all is said and done I sit and stare at my loaded gun I can no longer stand that evil gang I pull the trigger and hear it say BANG ---вяокεи ģіяł---
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