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by Amanda Smith Apr 11, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
This knife is what ended my life This knife is what made you cry No not just the knife but my life My life was gone Down the drain You were crying Just like Rain You gathered around the box The box with me That had a lock To lock me up To never escape To leave me there As hellish bait You gathered around the dirt To watch me fall Into the ground My soul alive But being drowned You gathered around the stone The stone that said That now shes dead And here she lies All because of suicide