Suicide

by Tamara Thurman   Apr 23, 2007


Suicide is all i got
suicide is on my mind
killing me is just a rhyme
ill slice my wrists
go head get pissed
ill cut my throat
and ill gloat
ill tear my skin apart
and ill slice my heart
ill mess my life up
who cares
not me
not you
no one does
ill shoot myself in the head
then ill be dead
ill pick up that 20 gauge shot gun
its all because you never cared
ha ha ha yeah should have never thought you would
cause truly you never could
ill slice my thighs watch them bleed
pierce my body with needles
ill rip it open and sew it shut
ha dont you love the scars
ill cut my eyes
to hide the lies
and ill just die
now and again ill cry but no one will know
ill cut my tounge out...
so now ill never have to talk to you
ill cut my eyes out so now ill never have to see you
ill cut my ears off so now i wont have to hear you
ill cut my hands off so ill never have to touch you
then ill be dead
and youll be happy!!!

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