Sam Bowen

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Cutting for the blood
What is it about blood
That makes people so squeamish
Personally
...

I want to tell you,
Oh so much stuff,
But i'm afraid,
That you will,
...

without you in my life
there's no reason for me to live
you are my only love
and forever will be
...

this is the last thing i will ever say to you
so you better be reading this
I LOVE YOU
and i've loved you longer then i admit
...

5.

No one cares,
I'm left alone,
I get ugly stares,
I need a home,
...

How do i describe this feelin'
Every time you speak i get butterflies
You give me something to believe in
And now i'm telling no more lies
...

Do you remember
When you said
We'd be friends forever
I'm sure you forgot
...

Don't worry be happy
That used to be what i said
But lately
I hear it
...

Hey remember me,
You don't,
Well then,
Let me jock your memory,
...

I'm in the dark because of you,
And all i want to do is lay out,
And feel the sunlight on my face,
But nothing you can do can make it happen,
...

Please tell me this,
Please tell me why,
You're the one I miss,
And now i wish to die,
...

all i've ever wanted to do
Was to kiss you
Have you ever felt the same way
will you ever kiss me
...

Here i sit every night
thinking to myself
Why doesn't she love me
why can't i ask her
...

14.

I love you so much
everytime you smile
it makes me feel hope
evertime you speak
...

15.

Your smile beams
Like the radiant sun,
Your eyes glisten
Like the sea in the daylight,
...

I'm standing in the rain
Thinking only of you
And the way you left me
...

What's so great about life?
It has no meaning,
You live,
Then you die,
...

I'd like to say,
That you just,
Don't see the way,
That i must,
...

What's left to do,
This world hates me,
There's just nothing,
For me to do,
...

What else can i say?
What else can i do?
What will it take?
Just please love me,
...

Sam Bowen Biography

YO MA HOMIE'S! ! ! What makes you think i would actually tell you anything about me? You creepers! !)

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Cutting For The Blood

Cutting for the blood
What is it about blood
That makes people so squeamish
Personally
I love it
I love the deep red colour
The thickness of it
The warmth of it when it flows
Down my wrists
Cutting
It's my drug
It's my addiction
And i'm making no attempt
To stop
No one really cares anyway
Not even my own mother
My so called friends don't even care
Next time
I might as well die
No one would care
I'm just one more screwed up
Hopeless soul
So i take my leave
Good bye

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