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Sep 2014
All that's on is this fake smile
Lost in darkness on this lone isle
Shattered dreams, unhappy soul
Deeper, deep, as each day goes

Eyes are hollow, cold and bleak
Body trembling, hurt and weak
Broken, done, and on the edge
Voices shouting in the head

Done with fixing, it can't be mend
All that's wanted is the end
It's enough to go insane
So why don't you just end the pain?

Overrated are sleeping pills
It doesn't work, too slow to ****
Jump off buildings from up high
Start to fall for you can't fly

The slash of knife laterally
The wrist is stained, it's really ******
Crossing roads to coming cars
Impact sends you flying far

Turn the shower to the heater
Waiting to be electrocuted
Take that gun, it's time to fire
Do it now, aren't you tired?

In the sea, go sinking down
Don't fight currents, just get drowned
Hang a rope up to the ceiling
Kick the chair off to start swinging

There are many ways to suicide
Which one to take, you decide
It doesn't matter, just that you're gone
You're done trying for so long

There's no one who can help
Even you can't save yourself
So a soft whisper of goodbye on your lips
Is spoken while waiting for Death's Kiss
lkm
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lkm  lost in this lone isle
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