Suicide's Whispers

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The clock it ticking
The pills are waiting

The blade is waving
My wrist is shaking.

Suicide whispers in my ears
While my eyes are filled with tears.

Now, I can surrender my life
In one swift of a knife.

I've always been in misery
Pain and guilt is what I always carry.
In this life, I am the most unlucky
Maybe, ending this life would make me happy

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