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Death await
I remember the day I attempt suicide
It was a Wednesday night,
The moon wasn’t there,
The stars were gone and I was alone,
I closed the door to my room
Smile to my self and
Walk to my cupboard
There it was waiting for
My arrive, closed and seal
Red and white, 36 pills await
Hidden and unaware
I open the lid
Took one by one
Pushed them down
Through my throat
Everything was fine
Until my head
Started spin,
Chills shook me
Down to the bones
Then came the puking
The endless vomiting
I cried and cried
Hope I die
Called and called
Angel to fly
Death, Death, Death
Never came by
It was a Wednesday night,
The moon wasn’t there,
The stars were gone and I was alone,
I closed the door to my room
Smile to my self and
Walk to my cupboard
There it was waiting for
My arrive, closed and seal
Red and white, 36 pills await
Hidden and unaware
I open the lid
Took one by one
Pushed them down
Through my throat
Everything was fine
Until my head
Started spin,
Chills shook me
Down to the bones
Then came the puking
The endless vomiting
I cried and cried
Hope I die
Called and called
Angel to fly
Death, Death, Death
Never came by
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