Her Suicide

by kim   Apr 2, 2006


She wakes up cold and alone,
with no freinds and none to love her
seeing only the darkness in her mind

She picks up the cold gun,
puts it to her head.
The sudden rush of pain,
The taste of blood,
The pictures in her mind.

She leaves this cruel world,
cold and alone.
With no freinds and noone to love her.
seeing only the darkness in her mind.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Bug1219

    That had so much feelin to it.. that was good.

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