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Live.
written by magistix91103:17 AM 4/21/05cut these wrists
watch them bleed
see the life force seep out
the pain is but a dull throb
no need to worry
it will all be over soon
remembrance
of tastes
smells
happiness
fear
saddness
and
pain
do i really want to go?
leave this world?
and all the great things in it?
or
I need to go
leave this cruel and painful world
escape it all
and miss it all?
Life?
love ?
work?
and
pain?
no, I don't want to miss that
niether should you
patch these wrists
watch them heal
and live
don't worry about the scars,
they will remind you that
to live is the best
to die is the end
so
before your life runs out
through those cuts in your wrists
patch these wrists
watch them heal
and live.
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