Suicide

by it must be the end   May 27, 2006


Suicide was the last result
it was the parents that I didn't consult
I didn't realize that it was wrong
until I was already gone
There is nothing left to live for
and I long to be alone
I'm dead of every hope
So I'm letting go of the very last rope
My only refuge is the grave
That's the only place were the vultures don't rave.
My body will soon be found
My name in papers will be bound

I'm on the edge of eternity.

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