one pull, by devin72586
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Misery i feel too much
just slit my wrists and watch the blood rush
If all i do is wish for death
and all i long for is to see her again
while all my walls come crashing down
a blood soaked razor is all that will be found
she never seems to leave my head
i lay alone and just wish for dead
i'll never take that easy way out
my past i wish i could just forget about
to live
to die
im constantly asking myself
why
whouldnt i
do everyone a favor and end this life
everyday i wake
is another day i'll break
all the promises and lies i tell myself to to stay alive
this rage it festers and aches
one pull of the trigger is all it would take |
Posted: 2011-12-21 13:39:29 UTC |
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