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Friday, March 16, 2007


Suicide
As you look back on your sad, lonely life
And your gaze sets to the blade of your knife.
You only remember the pain you saw
You remember at 8,your Dad broke your jaw.
You clearly remember being molested
By your priest,who you trusted.
You were so ashamed by this event
You felt dirty and used, and tried to repent.
Morbid thoughts soon filled your mind.
An answer to your problems, you wish you could find.
You were constantly picked on at school
You couldnt fight back, and felt like a fool.
You wished this to end, at night you would cry
And the it occured to you-JUST DIE.
So you stare at your reflection in the knifes blade
You will go through with this, your choice is made.
The knife sinks slowly into soft flesh
The blood gushes out from your chest.
Your body then slumps down to the floor.
Thats it, your gone, you are no more.
Some people say what you did was brave.
Others call you a coward from cradle to grave
Because you were weak, and didnt try to fight
The cold, cruel existence that is life.

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