This is the last thing you will hear from me,
cause now i will commit suicide...
Not yet,
please dont make me do it...
Anorexic...
bulimic...
Reaching into the mailbox, Shelly retrieves a...
Opening it with shaky hands she began to read...
Day begins dilated,
dreamer eyes at shadow...
7 Days til the end of the week;
Thats all I have to live...
Stop!
(I hear a click...
Say this poem with a fast beat and whisper every...
It's the dead of the night...
The time for me to go draws near,
At my funeral no need to shed a tear...
Two lovers walk hand in hand,
On their way to their promised land...
Salty ocean water stings my nose
Six thieves and beggars in a row...
She loses her memory of me day by day.
Always seeming to forget my name...