suicide pt. 15

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By little_irish_rose •

I can't breathe I can't speak my body's shaking I feel so weak no screams I can't cry frozen solid watching me die the minutes pass the hours fade it burns like fire where I pierced the blade will someone find me before I'm done will they care I grab the gun my final moments were just a joke on my own blood I begin to choke the barrel close with perfect aim now the statistics have another name

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November 29, 2006 01:08User

Another great work of yours..I can almost feel it myself...hey I write you an email at your address [email protected] to hear from you..