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by Ashley Jun 22, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Tighten the nooses Make sure they are sturdy Put your neck in now Hold your breath go Sharpen the knives now Trace those old lines Feel the cold steel As it cuts to the bone Look at that edge Wow quite the fall Don't forget close your eyes And take one more step Count out the pills One, two, three, seven Don't take too many, you don't want to puke Feel your body tremble, that's your last breath Finally you're free to go Do what you want Not a care not a worry Just my suicide song