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long time dead

Contributed by loopylou on Tuesday, 9th December 2003 @ 08:09:56 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

as a heavy source of sorrow and a razor blade are aplide to my wrist
i cut i slice i just miss
my teary eyed vision prolongs my pain as i miss yet again
finally i hit lquid gold
red and rushing warlm
the key to my exsistence
i keep on thinking as i watch it leave
i cant help but make this experiance a little shorter as i give my wrist a sqeeze with these blood stained hands
i watching myself drain
you tore my heart in peices along time ago so i dont feel the pain
but i did back then
when you shatterd me
as i willingly broke on the floor
where was my gardian angel then?
when i was screaming i couldnt take much more
but now ive been dead for awhile
planning the final end
the day i lay my worn body to rest
but first i placed my heart in a hollow box
because its become so dented
god yelling at me
telling me sucide is a sin
when he gave me a working body to live in
so im deciding to be defiant one last time and give it back to him
as a present
a sarcastic thank you gift for being created
this is my willing sacrfice but not my soul
my soul went down with my coffin
my soul went cold

Copyright © loopylou ... [ 2003-12-09 08:09:56]
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