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Don't bother crossing the street, chicken
Contributed by
Sommer
on
Monday, 15th July 2013 @ 12:13:43 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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As my heart fills with cyanide
My tears a sizzling red
I wonder to myself
if I'd be happier dead
Translucent ghosts of suicide
They float inside my head
But I think I like them better
Than this all consuming dread
My will to carry on has died
What keeps me here alive
Is knowing grass is never greener
On the other side
Copyright ©
Sommer
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2013-07-15 00:13:43]
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Re: Don't bother crossing the street, chicken
(User Rating: 1 )
by RussellReinhardt on
Monday, 15th July 2013 @ 04:50:25 AM AEST
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I used to live with someone like that believe me it was taxing. I'm still paying LoL. Good write.
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