Suicide
Some slash there wrist,
Ingest bottles of pills,
Jump off high rise buildings
Hang themselves of blow there brain off
And in that moment
When they are bleeding to death
Closing there eyes for the las time,
Hanging loose in the air,
About to let there weight drop
And let that
Bullet pierce through there skull,
Are moments, they feel most alive
Maybe suicide is meant for that
So very "special moment"
To feel alive
Just once before
You cease to exist
-S.L
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Some poems and junk
PoetryJust some poems and quotes i found and like... Plus a few of my own and my friends.... So bleh and stuff
