Suicide

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Drip

Do you hear the silent cries?
Do you hear the drip, drip, dripping coming from her wrist?

...

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This is me

I cut to release my pain
I cut to feel happiness
This is how i am
No one can change me...

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The real me!

I never cut my wrist
Not that I haven't reached that point
Trust me, sometimes I feel like...

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Why did he have to go?

Why he will go before going
Did he know he was coming?
If not, he has no right to go,
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Misery

Misery

Can’t you see?

There is nothing left of me.

No more hope.

Only one way to cope....

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Racked

Racked

Where once this world was all I could ask for,

Now a dark choking side is difficult to ignore !...

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Suicide Is Painless

Suicide Is Painless

Every tear shed tells its own unique story.

Violence and barbarism tested his sanity !

Not...

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Suicide

..

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An Zeal

An Zeal

An antagonizing apathy,
Beautifully bombarding basic
Carefulness, chaotic creations,
...

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Time

Time

Dark lies, time flies
Shady eyes, blackened skies.
Rain drops, time stops.
I fly and...

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Suicide Lullabye

Suicide Lullabye

Razor slips through skin, a desolate track,

As hard as you pray you can't take it back.

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"The Girl That Wasn&...

"The Girl That Wasn't Worth The World"

She sits in a corner all alone

In a pool of blood on the floor

Cuts along her arms and legs...

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Stop You're Hurting Her

Stop You're Hurting Her

She walks down the hall,

And you take this chance to hurt her.

You walk in front her and "...

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season cheers

season cheers

remembering someone

for being someone

but whom was concord

by there sheer ignorance...

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Struggling

Struggling

She’s standing in front of the mirror,

Wrists bleeding,

Palms shaking,

Heart racing...

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If the black could be...

If the black could be forgotten

Night the blight of yesterday,

Finger tips grow numb upon the dimming of lights,

Copper...

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Terminal regression

Terminal regression

In rest I confess my deepest regression.
I really have attempted to avoid my own oppression,
...