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insane

Contributed by Hannah_Heaven on Saturday, 26th March 2005 @ 02:20:39 PM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems

i smile as i begin to think,
of the wonderous things,i could drive into my flesh
screwdrivers,
knives,
needles,
bottle openers,yes,i could twist it into my vein,
and watch as the blood squirts out
as i smile insanily
at the thought of death
i swallow the dusty tablets
and laugh
as i know,they will eat my organsup by tomorrow
12 or more should do it
my smile widens
i can smile to my ears
as i cut my smile myself
i sliced open my cheek with a scalpal,to widen my smile
the nerves got severed though
and the plastic surgeon had to use one out of my leg
i wish i was awake to watch
as they cut me open and fixed me
i was hoping i could watch the blood
so i asked for them to film it
strangly they said no,
but oh well
the joy of thinking about it
makes my eyes alight
the blood and the knife
twisting in my leg
ah:)
such a relief
is the thought of death
if only i could kill myself and come back for more
i dont want to die
i want to be alive
so i can die again
in little ways
like snipping your fingers,
right down to the bone
but you cant live forever
so why not die today
take a knife
and drive it threw your eye
like i did:)
the doctors love me
i vist them regulary
so take your life one by one
and go to hell
INSANE AM I?!
YOU THINK
WELL WELL WELL
I DONT CARE
I HARM MYSELF SO YOU DONT HAVE TO HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!:):):)

Copyright © Hannah_Heaven ... [ 2005-03-26 14:20:39]
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Re: insane (User Rating: 1 )
by CrippinBabi513 on Saturday, 26th March 2005 @ 02:47:48 PM AEST
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whoa....scary but intense...so i like it...*Babi

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