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Slow Suicide
written by Lovely_Suicide03:56 AM 8/27/04My vains are cut
My heart is broken
Nothing left but this pain in my wrist.
Im left alone here
Cold and sad
I need to die right now but i can't
Why is it taking so long to die?
I get up on the floor
I sway dangerously from the loss of blood
Before i know it i fall threw the window
Sharp glass punching my brain
And thats when i die
At last im dead. |
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