Death Covered With Roses

by Amber   Dec 18, 2005


The death of me will be sweet
Though it is a selfish suicide
I want to die so painfully
I want to go on a long, drawn-out ride

Though you may think it's awful
Know that when I die
I will be free from the hate
My hell will then subside
I will no longer feel the burn
No longer want to kill
I will be so much better off
I'll need no more pills

My suicide will help
This is the sweeter side of death
I'll no longer hurt you so much
When I let out my last breath

Understand that suicide
Has its up's and down's
Death is not that negative
It helps the world go round

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