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Suicide Run

Tragic life
Blackened tears
Crimson fears

She hates this feeling

A wicked smile
Another sick thought
Watch her suicide run

Ashened footprints left on her door
The reaper comes to haunt her
The pain was too much
She's dying free
Written by doomedinpurplehaze
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