Magenta
January 25th, 2011, 01:04 PM
A little something I just started to write down. It's more of a rhyme, I guess.
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I'm the thoughts inside your head.
I'm the one who wants you dead.
It's so easy it gives you chills.
Go on, try it- take the pills.
Quick, before the problem's bigger,
Load the gun and pull the trigger.
Hurry, it's time to end your life
So slash your wrists with the knife.
If that won't work, don't you frown.
See that river? Go and drown.
This really isn't a chance to pass,
So maybe it's time for gas.
What's that? You want to stay alive?
Once again, you only just survived.
--
I'm the thoughts inside your head.
I'm the one who wants you dead.
It's so easy it gives you chills.
Go on, try it- take the pills.
Quick, before the problem's bigger,
Load the gun and pull the trigger.
Hurry, it's time to end your life
So slash your wrists with the knife.
If that won't work, don't you frown.
See that river? Go and drown.
This really isn't a chance to pass,
So maybe it's time for gas.
What's that? You want to stay alive?
Once again, you only just survived.