Living hell

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Living hell

For those who cheat and lie.
They slit their throut,and gouge their eyes.
They sit and think for awhile.
Wondering whats wrong.
Life for them isnt good.
The way they think they should.
They sit in the back of the class,with a teary eye and an ipod volume set on blast.
They dont talk at all.
But when they fight you will truely fall.
They wonder why the world is so damn cruel.
They believe that their life is so smug.
They start to burn when given a hug.
They say their happy when they truely are not.
Their life is horrible.
Its easy to tell.
They try to figure out why its just like hell.
They think that friendship is hard to understand.
They want to tell what they have seen.
But they are cut from all to see.
When asked if they are ok, they just smile and say go away.
But the true thing is its hard to tell.
When your life is such a living hell.

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Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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