![]() dying without a tearA Poem by chris' girlfriendClenching a knife in my fist, taking the blade down my wrist seeing the blood stain the my floor, from the skin thats being torn whats the point of keeping my life, when my only friend is this knife begining to feel numb without any pian, my life was just a stupid game © 2008 chris' girlfriendAuthor's Note
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13 Reviews Added on April 21, 2008 Last Updated on May 9, 2008 Author![]() chris' girlfriendbuxton (i wish i lived in Avon), NCAbouti love chris torres!!!! i have a cat~Shadow, a rat~Quinn and a tarrantulla~Clarissa favorite color~ purple favorite band~ Lamb of god, and The Used favorite animal~ cats and walruses my religion is .. more..Writing
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