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But, then what?
written by Manson_Lover1503:15 AM 4/9/05Somtimes I think about ending my life.
I can picture it all.
I picture myself,
In my hand I feel the cold knife,
as I picture it going into me,
a smile comes to my face.
I feel the pain...
but as fast as I felt the pain,
I felt relief.
Then, I can see my cold, lifeless body;
lying in a pool of blood.
For a brief moment, I am happy.
I've ended my life...
But, tjen what? |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by manic_cupcake (4-9-2005 - 04:53 AM)
| please don't end your life a lot a people might miss you
p.s. charles or marylin? |
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