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by Lovemelodyx3 Nov 14, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
As i swallow pill by pill i pray the lord my soul to kill and as i swallow one by one i hold the trigger on this gun i pull the iron to my head hoping that soon, ill be dead i count to 10 and close my eyes the pills were working,i was surprized my lips turned blue and fingures cold the gun in my hand,was to hard to hold only moment until my end so all my goodbyes i do send so now with all my strength,ill figure that once i finally pull this trigger the pain will end and all the tears every fright and all my fears so take a deep breath and hold it tight then pull the trigger with all my might....
by Lovemelodyx3
IM not guna kill myself