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Tuesday, July 18, 2006

suicide card

With a gun to my head,
A knife to my throat,
Its so damn tempting,
To let it all go.
With nowhere to run,
And nowhere to hide,
I cannot flee from my pain inside.
Another day comes,
Another to go?
I sit here thinking,
Is there tomorrow?
One Blast or a Slit,
It could all end this,
If it's so damn simple,
Then why's it so hard?
The last time I looked,
I was so lost,
The blood came seeping,
From beneath my skin.
If it's so damn simple,
Then why's it so hard?
It’s time to sign my suicide card

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