Suicide Time

by Tiffany   Oct 14, 2008


Thoughts go wild
ideas do flow
suicide time
comes alive.

Slash of a knife
a dash of acid
let the fun begin
for its
Suicide time.

The blood
does drip
the rope does hang
side to side
as the world
begins to spin.

Reach for a bottle
take the whole thing
dont let none fall
and all get high.

Worlds a spin
a gun appearce
blood splattered
and the worlds all gone.

Come my friend
come to my play time
the world of all hell
the fun of all death.

* Just started writting as I listen to a song... so this was the out come *

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