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Grey eyes looking so dull, A ****** hole through your skull, But it wasn't your fault, That your life just came to a halt. *Dressed in an oversized pinny, But in fact you were quite skinny, They always called you fat, It wasn't your fault you went splat.* **Rope tied around your neck, You're looking like such a wreck, As you stepped off the wooden rack, It wasn't your fault your neck went crack.** ***A knife slid across your wrist, They hardly knew you exist, As it cuts through your vein, Its not your fault you died in pain.***
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May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 5:31 PM UTC
Suicide
Grey eyes looking so dull, A ****** hole through your skull, But it wasn't your fault, That your life just came to a halt. *Dressed in an oversized pinny, But in fact you were quite skinny, They always called you fat, It wasn't your fault you went splat.* **Rope tied around your neck, You're looking like such a wreck, As you stepped off the wooden rack, It wasn't your fault your neck went crack.** ***A knife slid across your wrist, They hardly knew you exist, As it cuts through your vein, Its not your fault you died in pain.***
suicidal-twitch
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May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 5:31 PM UTC
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