Suicide

by Amber   Dec 18, 2005


Death will be my release
From this hell that you call home
When I fall again
There will be a sad song
Not much longer that I can last
I'm losing hope and falling fast
The torment caused by your so called love
Makes me fall into darkness
The evil things you make me think
Kill me slowly and not painless
You make the world seem to fade
I won't make the team, friends or grades
So I've lost hope
And I've desponded
I'm free from this hell
Suicide helped

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