Suicide for Sale

by yungnova   Aug 1, 2005


Can you help me be a monster?
Can you help me BA a ingrate?
I want to be all "UN-American."
Can you join me an I desecrate?
Believe what they tell you.
Because it's the only thing to do.
It doesn't matter if it's real or fake,
Just as long as you know what's true.
You haven't helped me,
And my god just gives me resistance.
"God helps those who help themselves."
But if you already help yourself why would you need assistance?
I've got suicide for sale,
Anyone want to buy?
Just hand over a few dollars,
Then watch your rotted life die.
Going one, going twice.
Sold! To the man in red.
Anyone else want to die?
I can help you become dead.
I've got a knife,
I've got some pills.
I've got everything,
That could make your life ill.
Want a razor,
Or maybe a gun?
A bullet to the head,
Can make your life done.
I can make it bloody,
I can make it clean.
Want me to be nice about it?
Want me to be mean?
How about some poison,
To make you feel the pain.
I love to watch you cry,
And your tears fall like rain.
Suicide for sale,
Anyone want to buy?
Aw, come on anyone?
Don't act like your shy.
Your Gina die anyways,
Why shouldn't it be now?
I'll give you my promise.
I'll give you my vow.
Just tell me how you want it.
How do you want your heart to stop?
How fast do you want it?
I'll make your body drop.
Going once, going twice.
Sold! To the woman wearing blood.
I'll make your dreams come true,
Than turn them into mud.
Thank you very much,
For leaving your future in your past.
Just hand over the money,
And watch your life surpass.

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  • 19 years ago

    by PassingAngel

    I...Love....This.....Poem.....Great....Job....As....Always....Love.....Ying...