Assisted Suicide

by Bella   Mar 3, 2006


Squeeze my arm,
and you'll see a vein.

Cut me,
but I feel no pain.

I feel the blood,
running down.

But you'll never,
see me frown.

Cause I'm happy,
that I'll die.

When I smile,
you'll know why.

As I use my very last breath,
I smile and I welcome death.

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  • 18 years ago

    by DevilWithin

    That was really good hun loving it keep strong i'm here if u want to talk. xoxo Rach