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Just a little poem/suicide note. Could be about Gerard, or Pete.

Me.
Apparently I’m selfish now.
So what if I’m good looking.
So what if I ‘seem’ to be the leader.
But I am not.
You should know this.
Yup, all about me.
I hear how you talk about me behind my back.
How I’m so selfish that I won’t hurt myself.
You know what, you’re jealous.
You don’t have my looks.
You don’t have ‘real’ friends.
I don’t have any either.
That’s why I am here, now, writing this in blood.
There is a cut across my palm and I’m using the red gold to write a note, with a pen, on the wall.
I’m selfish huh?
In my eyes, you’re the selfish one.
I don’t have to give you the reasons.
Tell the guys I love them.
Love,
The Disaster.


XD Thanks guys. I know, I said I wouldn’t be back on, but we stopped! :~)