User blog comment:Memphis the light/Bored.../@comment-2012579-20110207000512

THis..this event is making me cry......I must express a poem from the heart: When I cry, I cry from fear, Death will get me this year. I continue to sob, my live has ended like a bomb, no one cares if Im alive, I will soon pick up that knive......but day will come and help you riiisssse, hope will help your rise from tiiimmeees. and all will be like it was aggaainn......Hopes and passions, dreams and sorrow; all will colide and you must decide......wether you fall to love or hate, make sure that it was your fate. (I have once nearly commited suicide, but only when others are in the situation do I cry...)