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Hand Full of Pills!

Holding this hand full of pills. It’s a power of wills I could end it all. It’s my call. No more pain. No more memories of where it came. Hand full of pills Love only kills! wasted away inside. save me from what I hide. No one really sees me. No one really knows me. Hand full of pills a void only death fills. No more promises or lies. No more breaking what he defies. I am you! Now you are only what’s true. Hand full of pills Down my throat It spills. Ending my hell. Ending stories I wont have to remember or tell. I can die! Just die!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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