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ending it all
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ending it all
i lay unconcious on my bed
suffering from the blow i took to my head
the world around me goes black
my last thoughts are how i wish i couldve fought back
i wake the next day not knowing what to say
i see bruises on my arms
i instantly sit up in alarm
then i remeber that dreadful night
a man holding my arms tight
i remeber how i felt
as he unbuckled his belt
i scream in fright
but they were drowned in to the night
now i lay crying on my bed
with a gun pulled to my head
as i pull the silver trigger
my life ends in the snap of my fingers
Read on Tuesday, May 15, 2007.
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