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Author: Night Shade5
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 09-16-02 - Updated: 09-16-02 - id:971083
The Way

Death is the way to relieve this pain

It gives me shelter from my emotional rain

I run the cold steel blade across my arm

And I know it can do such fatal harm

The edge slightly touches my skin

It seems so very fragile and thin

I draw the knife back and give it a push

Oh my god, what a sensational rush

The blood poures out and drips

It`s dripping from my fingertips I end my life with this will power

And there... There it`s over



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