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by Lithium Jan 23, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Take me into your world, The world of the non-living, Take my hand, and slit my wrist, Pull me down, to a place so deep, Give me a rope, and a steady pole, Then I can hang myself, with instant death, Jump from a bridge, drive of a cliff, Two more ways, to escape my endless living pain, These are just some of the tools of death, That plague my thoughts everyday.© Samantha Jayne Reed Wrote on August 15th, 2004