Useless Words.

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[align=center]I'm not breathing and I don't care anymore.
Fighting, it has to stop from this point on.
To lose me, how destroyed would you be?
My final farewells are soon to come you see.
My demise is planned, and I will not deviate.
Can't hold on any longer, losing grip with reality.
Slipping away, faster and faster, to the dark.
My life is a waste, I'm nothing, not anymore.
The person you loved, is once and for all dead.[/align]

deep homie

yea, too bad i can't say that it wasnt' inspired by someone, or that i dont' mean what i write... i only write about what i feel, therefore if you get the point of what i wrote... well you know... why is it that all great artists (not trying to be concieted) die before it's their time?





do not fear for me, i am in the place i desire
i'm in pain no longer, this couldn't be avoided
i offered myself, to something even higher
my soul is at rest, no longer the void exists
farewell to the world that hates me so
friends and loved ones might still hurt
becasue it wasn't my time, not my time to go
and as of my fate, i am fairly certain
only people that matter, are the ones i love so
i'm sorry to of done this, no more bluffing
this time is real, this time, not even my wrist will feel
no one can stop me, be sure of this, nothing.

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Originally Posted by slipknotpsycho

why is it that all great artists (not trying to be concieted) die before it's their time?

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It is interesting to speculate about how many artists go unappreciated during their lives, and even afterwards. They're probably the same as most great individuals who were simply ahead of their time and are only understood by later generations if at all.

But its seems like a lot of them lived for the art, rather than for the recognition... Isn't that enough?

You were always my true love. Yet here we are. Or more to the point, here I am. I have finally realized you do not love me. I don't see how that could be. You said you always would be there for me. In sickness and in health. I guess we never mentioned anything about 'in betrayel'. I always thought you would be mine. Until you left. Well, my love, two can play at that game.

I have no reason to go on with my life. It seems pointless when all that I ever wanted just walked out of my door with a different female by his side. It kind of puts love into perspective. Love was the best thing that happened to me, and you took it away with caring about me. Well, fine then. Don't care about me.

I have often wondered what would happen if i took a few too many pills, or cut my wrist too deep. I have even wanted to at some points. Merely fascination, mind you, but i wanted to, nonetheless.

Yet you kept me from trying. You were my sanity. My life, my love. And you left. Well, fine. I have decided to quit playing these games. I have finally acheived control of my mind. You may not think so, but for the first time in my entire life, i truly understand what i am saying and feeling. I will feel no more. The pain of the loss is not worth it. I will be peaceful, and put to rest. And I have you to thank, my love. Sleep well, as I will in eternity.

IF you started to LOVE, you'd have to give up your imaginary self.. (egotistical FUCK)

now that wouldn't be so bad , would it?

i love you

lol

Turtles have been around and live signifcanly longer than humans do. Perhaps it isnt "getting off" that is important?, but how and when you get off?

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Terrapin, but the trains put it's brakes on
Terrapin, and the whistle is screamin

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You know what a useless work is...sober :rasta:

a useless word to me would be

antidisestablishmentarienism

i think thats the longest word in the dictionary or whatever..

whatever....