Born in this world to live in hell
How more can you put me true ,and how more can I take
Is it that you want me to breake ,before I go to hell, am i just not punished enough living in this cell
The pain the anger the fear ,just give me the knife and let me take my life .cut and take the evil out of me .im tired of the games .but the devil just sits and smile at me
Poetry by dee quirke
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Written on 2026-06-05 at 17:24
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As a child
I've been living this life since I've been a child. No wounder I'm not dead .How more can you put me true ,and how more can I take
Is it that you want me to breake ,before I go to hell, am i just not punished enough living in this cell
The pain the anger the fear ,just give me the knife and let me take my life .cut and take the evil out of me .im tired of the games .but the devil just sits and smile at me
Poetry by dee quirke
Read 120 times
Written on 2026-06-05 at 17:24
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