What Have I BecomeA Poem by LivingDeathI wrote this straight from the heart, no fake emotions.What have I become but the one to break my heart, I always climb so high just to slowly fall apart. You'd think I'd know by now to stop allowing pain, but when I'm my only friend than what is there to gain? My heart is wrapped in barbs pressed against my soul, so every time it beats shatters a deeper hole. I've hurt myself before to see if I was dead, but life became a river that thick and golden red. I write these songs of sadness so I can cry alone at night, I try to bear the pain but it's always a constant fight. What have I become but the one to break my heart, I always climb so high just to slowly fall apart. © 2011 LivingDeathReviews
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Added on April 30, 2010Last Updated on July 24, 2011 Previous Versions AuthorLivingDeathAbbotsford, British Columbia, CanadaAbout"I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not." ~Kurt Cobain. Wasssup guys! I am me, if you want my name, ask me for it. Life in every breath, is my motto. 22 years old, living .. more..Writing
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