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by enfant du tordu chagrin   Mar 3, 2006


Cold fingers close around my heart,
stopping it mid-beat
The stillness spreads throughout my limbs,
Oh how death is sweet

Tempting words whisper, tell me to give in
Draw the blade across my wrist, watch the parting skin
Slowly let death draw me down, into it's embrace
Helping me finally escape, from this hellish place

Kill me please, take my life
Free me with your loving knife
Stab me,easy, it would please me
Twist the blade deep in my gut
Slowly widen each small cut

Kill my joy, kill my hope
Leave me hanging from the rope
Take my soul, take my heart
Soon this life I will depart.

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