suicide
Out of the dark,
into the light
I just played with suicide.
Cutting with all your sharp words,
when they dont really mather
My knife will set me free,
Hoping the light will feel much better.
Of this dying tree,
Now I'm jumping off
Maybe no one will remember me
the hurt I caused, it's enough.
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| liesiepetiesie*: | Maandag, juni 21, 2004 15:16 |
| there is always someone who will remember you! who loves you and who gives a f*cking damn about you!! *knuffel* | |
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 21 juni 2004 | ||
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