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Benyadrl

I lay on the cold floor inside the park bathroom Knowing I'll face my doom The poison is rushing threw my delicate veins I hear nothing but the sound as it rains the hotness of my body begins to rush my skin so pale No flush I want to escape the world and be free So I left home overdosed having a chance to flee Blackness takes over for about a second then light comes back I reckoned I hear sirens coming my way I know the consequences I must pay Just another fail to end my life Maybe next time I'll use a knife

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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