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The Death of Me

Kill me now, I want to die
Make me pay for all my lies
Around my neck wrap that noose
Pull it tight, don't make it loose
Take this daggar and stab my heart
At least then from this world I can finally part
Drown me in my deciete so that my lungs may swell
And send me down to my eternal hell
This is my fate, the path which I choose
Why do you question? Are you confused?
Get it over with now so that way its done
Then life will be better for everyone.

This poem was written by Cel Laroque on Feb 15, 2007.

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  1. Anjelmyrie says:

    Wow, hmmm, sounds a lot like mine...just kidding. Well, ohkaahyy, not really, but yeeah, i love it.