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Freedom from Life
Contributed by
dartsofplsre87
on
Friday, 13th August 2004 @ 04:30:10 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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Wednesday
Two days left
What a boring life says I
You get up to a sound you truelly hate
you feed a mouth with no hunger for food, but a hunger for death.
You go to a Hell
Where no one knows you
You go back to the place you resent a sleep seven hours of the day away
Dinner consists of Lortab and water
They are my lullaby
They help me get to the next day where I will do it all over to the sound of one more day
Till my freedom.
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2004-08-13 04:30:10]
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Re: Freedom from Life
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by Blackevar on
Friday, 31st December 2004 @ 07:00:20 AM AEST
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Cool poem, a deligthful exposition of the monotonous carousel of life.
Just remember if you are actually suicidal you have god knows how many years to make this world better and could use your life to fight against all of the horrible injustices we see each day.
All the best. |
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