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Jun 2013
It really makes you think
Watching your blood flow down the sink
     Falling
Convulsing as I cry
No one had bothered to ask "why?"
They didn't mind when I kept my mind shut up.
But now my entire body is locked up
Before I spoke only lies
now silently I laugh at their desperate cries
They beg me to come out
They beg me to speak
But they will only hear me shriek
They have not taken any drastic measures
  and I've been in here for far too long
can they hear the reapers song?
I know they do not care,
so I have a secret to share,
The Reaper and I,
we plan to die.
We spend each moment in darkness
every minute of every day
We have realised this is to be the only way.
I'll meet her there.
In our suicide lair.
We'll down pills and alchohol and fall asleep.


It's three hours past,
Somehow I knew the pack wouldn't last,
my reaper has fled
and soon I will be dead.
I weep as they flood my system
I know that something is not right
I soon begin my agonizing fight
they will not come out
ignoring my horrified shouts
  I'm too full of fear
not enough courage when the onlookers snear
Where is my love who has helped me heal?
What have I done, and is it real?
I'm nothing more than a ripple in the ocean.
I took my life to save another.
Sala Samobójców
@The Suicide Room is where I cancel all hate.
@The Suicide Room is where I cleared my slate.



@The Suicide Room is where I sealed my Fate.
Fish The Pig
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Fish The Pig
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   ---, Timothy and AJ
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