suicide, by Acerbated
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what is it that you want
when you cut your wrists and cry away
what is it that you need
when you look unclear, mind astray
what is it that you feel
when you get those nasty thoughts
of suicide and death
do you hate others or just yourself
do you hate what others have or that you dont
do you hate your life at the moment or just the whole thing
why do you have to want
a reason to end it
why do you have to need
an alternative for life
why do you feel that way
when you go outside
is it because of me
what do you think you no longer will do to us
how do you think it will affect us
it would be you making our minds commit suicide
please dont hurt us |
| Posted: 2006-02-23 03:27:28 UTC |
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| 2006-04-02 22:55:36 | love nothing >>-- |
| love the poem. your good. suicide...its a spur of the moment type thing. i havent attempted, or want to, but i do cut, and its suicidal. anywho, propz. x3 |
| 2006-08-08 01:55:37 | User |
| Well...I hope "Suicide" heard you and will stop urging people to do so.. |