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Author: TheBeautyOfTheGrave
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Reviews: 3 - Published: 02-25-09 - Updated: 02-25-09 - Complete - id:2639446

A scream evades my swollen lips
I want to die, got any tips?
The bonds that grip me to this life
Are sown apart with tears and strife.
Laughter’s in the chilling air;
I smile and cut without a care.
Freedom comes in many ways
And suicide is this life’s craze.
Pick a weapon, never fear
Mummy’s close to catch my tear.
Drown inside and swim to shore
I’m closer than I was before.
Grip at veins and glare at hope
Drinking blood is my new dope.
Fall through clouds and catch the sun
Dying can be so much fun.

A/N: I’m not suicidal. It’s just a very easy topic to write about when you’re sad :) This is unedited.



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