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[sid] => 116912
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Suicide overture(The Master of Suicide)
[time] => 2006-03-23 12:05:43
[hometext] => This poem is about me
[bodytext] => I am the master of suicide Death is my game I am the master of suicide I just want to be free from pain No one will care No one will cry It really does not matter They all wanted me to die So die I shall by twilight's hour This I will do I will not cower For I have been alone Just like the dead I will feel right at home Embraced by death I am the master of suicide Dancing around with my knife I am the master of suicide Praising the end of my life And I will sing.. Tick tock Tick tock Chimes deaths clock Shine bright my beautiful knife For tonight I will be gone Hear the choirs of the dead sing my name Mother death holds me tight Once and for all I have given up the fight .....For a worthless life.... I am the master of suicide Will I die from a slit to the wrist? I am the master of suicide Or maybe a blow to the head? Oh what does it matter? ....As long as I am dead.... And I think back Why did you all laugh? Why did you all scowl? Was I no good? You treated me as something foul All I wanted was to be your friend That is all But all you did is make me bleed and watch me fall For too long I was abused by you people like a dog What did I do? Was it too much Too much to ask? To be friends with you Don't worry Soon I will be gone forever at last I had no feelings to you They did not matter For all you love to do is make my world shatter Beat me Hate me Break me down I can still hear all your laughs Laughing at me like I was some kind of clown I was no good unless I was like you How can you people live with yourself After all you put me through? The lies The betraying I had enough All that you done to me It's not fair But I am nothing So I shouldn't expect anyone to care I am the master of suicide Life is a ***** and then you die I am the master of suicide Writing my letter of goodbyes Now I can not trust Now I can not love I can not forgive all the things Everyone has done There must be something wrong with me If no one could even care I must be a waste of human flesh This I can not bear My life is a sin Soon the countdown of death will begin I can't even stand myself After hearing all the things you have said I'm not pretty I'm not popular I'm nothing at all I'm the most awful thing anyone has ever saw I can't remeber the last time I was hugged I can't even remember when I ever felt loved No one can understand the hate for myself I feel No one can understand how much I want to die No one ever will It's no lie I'm the master of suicide Giving up all my cares I'm the master of suicide Saying my final prayers I don't want a funeral Besides no one will remember that day The anniversary of my death So my parents can just throw me away I know I won't be missed So here I go The first slit to my wrist Do it fast Do it slow It really doesn't matter how you go One,Two This is the only thing I can do Three,Four A few cuts more Five,Six I'm tired of all your tricks Seven ,Eight I'm tired of all the hate Nine,Ten Pain I will never feel again I'm the master of suicide I'm sick of crying all these tears I'm the master of Suicide My blood on my face I smear Before I die I will carve these words into my chest "Are you happy now? We both got what we wished Do you love me now? Now that I am dead" And now it's time To take this final breath of mine... Goodbye.... I am the master of suicide Death is my game I am the master of suicide I just want to be free from pain No one will care No one will cry It really does not matter They all wanted me to die So die I shall by twilight's hour This I will do I will not cower For I have been alone Just like the dead I will feel right at home Embraced by death I am the master of suicide Dancing around with my knife I am the master of suicide Praising the end of my life And I will sing.. Tick tock Tick tock Chimes deaths clock Shine bright my beautiful knife For tonight I will be gone Hear the choirs of the dead sing my name Mother death holds me tight Once and for all I have given up the fight .....For a worthless life.... I am the master of suicide Will I die from a slit to the wrist? I am the master of suicide Or maybe a blow to the head? Oh what does it matter? ....As long as I am dead.... And I think back Why did you all laugh? Why did you all scowl? Was I no good? You treated me as something foul All I wanted was to be your friend That is all But all you did is make me bleed and watch me fall For too long I was abused by you people like a dog What did I do? Was it too much Too much to ask? To be friends with you Don't worry Soon I will be gone forever at last I had no feelings to you They did not matter For all you love to do is make my world shatter Beat me Hate me Break me down I can still hear all your laughs Laughing at me like I was some kind of clown I was no good unless I was like you How can you people live with yourself After all you put me through? The lies The betraying I had enough All that you done to me It's not fair But I am nothing So I shouldn't expect anyone to care I am the master of suicide Life is a ***** and then you die I am the master of suicide Writing my letter of goodbyes Now I can not trust Now I can not love I can not forgive all the things Everyone has done There must be something wrong with me If no one could even care I must be a waste of human flesh This I can not bear My life is a sin Soon the countdown of death will begin I can't even stand myself After hearing all the things you have said I'm not pretty I'm not popular I'm nothing at all I'm the most awful thing anyone has ever saw I can't remember the last time I was hugged I can't even remember when I ever felt loved No one can understand the hate for myself I feel No one can understand how much I want to die No one ever will It's no lie I'm the master of suicide Giving up all my cares I'm the master of suicide Saying my final prayers I don't want a funeral Besides no one will remember that day The anniversary of my death So my parents can just throw me away I know I won't be missed So here I go The first slit to my wrist Do it fast Do it slow It really doesin't matter how you go One,Two This is the only thing I can do Three,Four A few cuts more Five,Six I'm tired of all your tricks Seven ,Eight I'm tired of all the hate Nine,Ten Pain I will never feel again I'm the master of suicide I'm sick of crying all these tears I'm the master of Suicide My blood on my face I smear Before I die I will carve these words into my chest "Are you happy now? We both got what we wished Do you love me now? Now that I am dead" And now it's time To take this final breath of mine... Goodbye.... [comments] => 4 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 36 [informant] => SuicideAlchemist [notes] => Edited for spelling as requested. - Moderator_16 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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