This Lifes Gunna Kill Me

This Lifes Gunna Kill Me

A Poem by Bre-Z

We all die just to breath,
We all live just to die.

I Walk out my door,
A girl is shot nextdoor.

Burry me someone,
Where none of us are shund.

Kill me you basterd,
Your not my master.

I hate you,
You hate me.

Just f*****g die,
It's all been a lie.

So

Kill me agian and agian,
My storys just begain.

This is not the end,
My heart will never mend.

Please

Kill me like you killed yourself,
Because I f*****g hate myself.

I laughed when you spit in my face, 
You told me I'm a disgrace.

Today

My smile will fade

Today

© 2012 Bre-Z


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Added on May 28, 2012
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