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NO HiDING
Contributed by
RavenousDesire
on
Friday, 22nd November 2002 @ 05:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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Sitting here in this dirty bed
thinking of my blood so red
Fantasizing of my death, so free
my blood gushing so gracefully..
To live on, I dont know how
Death is beautiful, I can see it now:
Lying in the darkness all alone
with these open cuts, cut to the bone.
The noose hugging my neck so tight
as my body dangles from a tree
It's wonderful, such a releiving sight
Just to think, soon I will be free..
100 pills flushed down my throat
all different kinds, no prescription note.
To use a gun, I must be brave
just pull the trigger, and myself I save.
These cuts in which I confide
to get my mind off the pain inside..
And even if I wanted to, I cannot hide
from my thoughts, my fantasies of suicide.
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RavenousDesire
... [
2002-11-22 17:20:00]
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Re: NO HiDING
(User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on
Friday, 22nd November 2002 @ 05:29:25 PM AEST
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This is so deeply sad, and yet
so beautiful. It takes me back in
time a bit, Thanks for sharing
this one, It's beautiful .
.::´¯`·..· OreO·..·´¯`::. |
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