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From Love to Methods of Suicide
Love.
A powerful word for powerful ones.
Just give me the pain and I'll show me the gun.
I'm taking the pill box.
Now look at the cuts.
Its bleeding and raining far too much.
I'm taking a moment in the chill midnight air.
Maybe the cold will kill me there.
I'm taking the pill box.
Yes, yes the best option all around.
A quick slip and falling unbound.
A powerful word for powerful ones.
Just give me the pain and I'll show me the gun.
I'm taking the pill box.
Now look at the cuts.
Its bleeding and raining far too much.
I'm taking a moment in the chill midnight air.
Maybe the cold will kill me there.
I'm taking the pill box.
Yes, yes the best option all around.
A quick slip and falling unbound.
Published 22nd Jan 2013
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I really do enjoy my dark ink and this for me all started with the title then those first fours lines had me smiling.. for some reason or the other.. this made me think of those relationships that leaves you wanting to to cut out those parts that they touched.. which is jsut about everywhere,,lol anyways this was apleasure to read thanks for sharing
