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Razors Edge

Contributed by daydreamer22 on Friday, 19th November 2004 @ 05:58:46 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



Phone in one hand
Razor in the other
He tells me its over
And so it begins....

So much pain building up
Tears streaming down my face
It is time to end it right here and now
You won't even feel it I tell myself
This can end all the suffering

I left a little note on my pillow
Telling my family and friends not to worry
This is for the best im sure of it
Just remember how much i love you

I pull the razor across my wrist
Slowly starting to bleed
I tell myself it will be over soon
I cry out to the sky

This is what I want
Releasing the pain from my heart at last
All my worrys going away at once

Im getting colder now
My eyes glazing over
My heart is slowing
Well I guess this is it

Goodbye...









Copyright © daydreamer22 ... [ 2004-11-19 17:58:46]
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Re: Razors Edge (User Rating: 1 )
by LEMMEN on Friday, 19th November 2004 @ 06:05:55 PM AEST
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For trying something new. You did it very well. Are you sure it was not written from some inner place. You capture the picture very well.
"GOOD JOB"

~DENNIS~


Re: Razors Edge (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Saturday, 20th November 2004 @ 12:23:13 AM AEST
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very powerful.


Re: Razors Edge (User Rating: 1 )
by In2thetwilightzone on Saturday, 4th December 2004 @ 01:45:34 PM AEST
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powerfull, wonderful. greatly written. the simulation of dath was great




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