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     All the lies I come to find. All the secrets you tried to hide. The truth comes out for me to see. I finally know that you hate me. All the girls all the sex. Why did you fuck with my head? I loved you more and you hated that. I guess thats why you fucked behind my back. You said you wanted me but at last I  found the truth. I hope you freakin die for all the pain you cause me. I look at you and wanna puke. You make me hate you more and more with all the shit I found about the whore. I hope you know you will never have me again. You fucked her time and time again. I wanna rip your eyes out on spite. Why do you hate me so when all I did was right. I hope your happy with all my pain. Because you'll have your day/

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    shadow20012003 commented on hurt

    06-08-2009

    You sound so deeply in pain & powerfully remorseful while knowing him. I truly an sorry you feel this way. But remember that what ever is that painful where you want to tear someones hearts out only makes you stronger for your next adventure in lifes journey. great composure in your writing.
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    bughchimp2

    06/08/2009

    thanks im still really really upset about it. i found all this stuff out today. I havent gotten a hold of im yet but trust me its coming

    Sophialaurenea commented on hurt

    06-08-2009

    EAT SMOKE ALCOHOL DRUGS: I CHOOSE TO WRITE by Sophialaurenea Y, Destine BE OUITE Shhh! Be quite! No one can hear. Or maybe it's the truth they can not bear: To stand for what's right I dare, but exactly who cares? Be quite and dry your tears. Jesus knows the iron clothes you wear. The secrets and lies you can no longer abide and swear. If you ar smart, you will share. I know the Holy Ghost will inflame your darkness with a flare. So be quite, dear. Listen to angels' trumpets blare. Please take the time to reflect; do not pull out your hair. God truly cares. Keep him in your diet. To listen to the Heavens sometimes you have to be quite.
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    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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