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Indirect Suicide
Contributed by
FreddySoto
on
Tuesday, 16th August 2011 @ 08:28:01 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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It just smells like gasoline reminding me of what it means.
It feels a lot like an addiction, this poisonous self-infliction.
Alcoholic nightmares come and burn me up until they're done.
An overdose of love and hate destroy all that they create.
Headaches won't let me cope with the shortened length of this rope.
A sweaty sleep keeps away the working Jack from going to play.
Now the clean-up starts by cleaning vomit and a bleeding heart.
No chemical, tool, or blade can free me or come to my aide.
Copyright ©
FreddySoto
... [
2011-08-16 20:28:01]
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Re: Indirect Suicide
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by nikolejones on
Monday, 29th August 2011 @ 05:01:42 PM AEST
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| Amazing poem, really touched my heart:') |
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Re: Indirect Suicide
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by Harrietbegone on
Wednesday, 12th October 2011 @ 05:05:24 PM AEST
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| This is genius. |
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