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Sore’ us Ooze ‘da poor ‘ust ones Black scotch and de’wars **** ‘um is fin’er As I run from life ‘a from any at all. ‘dis ain’t ‘dey party Fa’ de’ parted departing It’s just ‘dey way Of getting ‘duh deed done It’s not mystery Nor ‘duh chance. See? Pure despair ‘nings discernment Evils low ruse Vindictive benedictions Pleasures ease Smell’s clear While here Something’s sick ’nings’ fatale ‘ah a‘traction Sum treacherous torture Of sentenced de jour… Jeer’us! Infectious disease’us Runnin’ rampant Of spells complete Consumption ‘us Divergin’ opinions ring Must be sick ’o Is pathetic delusion ’o Imagine Is just imagining Flashbacks of ole Smackums’ hymn Kind’a makes me laugh But truth is too Much to rash That woman’s Complete Abusive… Trash! Got the world? Or her wrath Taken out the best… Mother Natures Son Everything he cares for His family and chill ‘da heir ‘dey run Only pain and death‘ eruption Ultimate relentless destruction Her kind of fun Yeh ‘dey disorder of disorders Kin‘da be a gun Yud luve to be swift For such ‘da gift That takes you from ‘dat world She’s so horrid From hell they’d tried to bar ‘er They’d hope to have starv’n out her But souls she’s quick devour’n Takes you out To bear pain upon ya’ Despair, would you’ve joy Preparations of Desperations… She’s suicide! She’ll get ya on her dream sensations Thee unforgivable debts War crimes kinda’ You’ve got comin’ Lest her best compensations U’d try n try to escape Marked for pain Marked not to make it As prey unto desolations Of the desperate And ultimate violations (She is Suicide Kind’a be a gun)
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Jun 10, 2012
Jun 10, 2012 at 9:14 PM UTC
Suicide
Sore’ us Ooze ‘da poor ‘ust ones Black scotch and de’wars **** ‘um is fin’er As I run from life ‘a from any at all. ‘dis ain’t ‘dey party Fa’ de’ parted departing It’s just ‘dey way Of getting ‘duh deed done It’s not mystery Nor ‘duh chance. See? Pure despair ‘nings discernment Evils low ruse Vindictive benedictions Pleasures ease Smell’s clear While here Something’s sick ’nings’ fatale ‘ah a‘traction Sum treacherous torture Of sentenced de jour… Jeer’us! Infectious disease’us Runnin’ rampant Of spells complete Consumption ‘us Divergin’ opinions ring Must be sick ’o Is pathetic delusion ’o Imagine Is just imagining Flashbacks of ole Smackums’ hymn Kind’a makes me laugh But truth is too Much to rash That woman’s Complete Abusive… Trash! Got the world? Or her wrath Taken out the best… Mother Natures Son Everything he cares for His family and chill ‘da heir ‘dey run Only pain and death‘ eruption Ultimate relentless destruction Her kind of fun Yeh ‘dey disorder of disorders Kin‘da be a gun Yud luve to be swift For such ‘da gift That takes you from ‘dat world She’s so horrid From hell they’d tried to bar ‘er They’d hope to have starv’n out her But souls she’s quick devour’n Takes you out To bear pain upon ya’ Despair, would you’ve joy Preparations of Desperations… She’s suicide! She’ll get ya on her dream sensations Thee unforgivable debts War crimes kinda’ You’ve got comin’ Lest her best compensations U’d try n try to escape Marked for pain Marked not to make it As prey unto desolations Of the desperate And ultimate violations (She is Suicide Kind’a be a gun)
(Spring 2010) I actually considered this a blessing to be able to write this!! Not legally separated, the Power of Persecution, Control and Manipulation, Magical Understanding of Wounds, Weaknesses in the most Vulnerable Ways!! Yes I have not been immune from suicidal thought yet as a notion I am Done!!! I was ever wrong for ever a wish to leave for now I am where we all <3 : B E ' L O N G ! . . . http://hellopoetry.com/poem/forgive-me-all/ I was nearing 2 years towards with what I was hoping, to be an end of 18.5 years Suicidal Idealization!! So this was a gift for record!!! Sure I had Lyme Meningitis, opportunistic within HS neck injury. Though nothing like relationship issues with spouse and now, with 3 kids who really mattered beyond myself. Myself who took things like 'Dark Nights of the Soul', as worthy conditioning till such point!! I no longer prescribe to such notions... We can do all this self realization with self honesty only, and All Self Love Gifts found within then also, With True Love, Joy and Fun!!! <3<3:):)!!!R!!
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Jun 10, 2012
Jun 10, 2012 at 9:14 PM UTC
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