My Suicide

by lonelynow   Nov 21, 2005


Come friendly knife
Wipe away my pain
Come soothe my aching soul
Set it free
Come friendly knife
Erase the suffering and the misery
Clear the hurt
Just leave me empty
Come friendly knife
It would be so nice
See this knife in my hand?
It will cure all my problems
Let my blood drip
Into the bath
Come friendly knife
Help out an old friend
Come friendly knife
They wont find us till later
When you and i can be far away
Come friendly knife
Please?

the knife is in my hand and i just dont know what to do anymore. i wont do it. i wont. i wont.

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