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Hail on my wrist

Life so unbound
Rain turns to hail
Hit my wrist...
Draw my final vail
I'm pushed to the ground
Sick of fighting,
For every last breath
Sick of crying,
For every mourned death
I love you for difference,
From all the rest
Words can not heal,
How hate had it's fest
Satan took my voice
I'm losing all strength and grow weaker in time
Forgive me for my sins
Fuck the bread and Fuck the wine
She wouldn't understand the feelings I felt
She couldn't have known the promise I dealt
...The knife so cool
Crossing thin skin
Sitting in a pool
Waiting for life to end

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On Tuesday February 3rd, 2004, -Oz- (173) writes:

"I love you for difference, From all the rest".....isn't that always the case?.....great write ~oZ~

On Tuesday February 3rd, 2004, An Expired Member (12) writes:

OoOoOoO!!! suicide. love it !! love ~blood

On Friday February 13th, 2004, Cwn Annwn (106) writes:

Hmm...Suicide is done with me...for the most part...I'm trying to stop, but there's not much of a choice for me~GoNe~

On Tuesday February 3rd, 2004, Six-Out (1798) writes:

I don't know what's worse. Suicide poetry, or people who just love suicide. *sigh*

On Wednesday February 4th, 2004, An Expired Member (10) writes:

i agree with six-out...even tho it's quite hypocritical

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