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My Fate, a Gory Masterpiece
Contributed by
MissTeenSuicide
on
Friday, 15th February 2008 @ 02:19:32 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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Bedroom walls splattered with blood White sheets no more, they're soaked and drenched The body still shaking, as it probably should The gun still in my hand, in which it was clenched
A pretty metal stud between my eyes Blood running over them like a cool river They are still wide open to watch their demise It starts to get cold, I start to shiver
This was my fate, it was decided A ghoulish death, a bloody feast I want this, life is so over-rated So just have a look my masterpiece
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MissTeenSuicide
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2008-02-15 02:19:32] (Date/Time posted on
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