dying slowly

Sit on the ground, darkness awaits in hell,

stand in the blood,

let yourself sink,

sit alone cry in peace,

take a knife slice your skin..

your dying slowly,

and losing memories,

your hurting and you want to,

your dying slowly because you do so..

so take a gun shot yourself up til you DIE!!!!

when you die i will die slowly..

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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