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[bodytext] => In my hand I hold the very blade That I will use to take my life away Here I am useless and undefined Thoughts of death swarm in my mind I hold my breath in attempt to stay calm The knife making an imprint in my sweaty palm Shaking so cold as I raise my arm This world itself has done enough harm Glancing one last time at the slits in my wrist Blinded by the reflection of the knife in my fist Closing my eyes to keep in the tears My hands on my head to block out my fears Just one quick motion and it all ends I’ll never have to hurt myself ever again Bringing the blade down, piercing my skin Ready to forget all the pain I am in Seeing again the many dark red scars And through my watery eyes it looks like an art Fading are all the memories of old Bleeding is my heart and sore is my soul Unsuspected death, it fools us every time First it was yours, and now it is mine Let you send me an angel so I rest in peace Let me close my eyes and finally sleep My weak knees give out under me My cold body falls oh so slowly And no one is there to hear my final scream And now my death will surely redeem My bloody wrists and bruised hands hit the floor And now, like a dream, I’m not alive anymore [comments] => 1 [counter] => 161 [topic] => 36 [informant] => blue_angel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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