Think about it-
suicide is forever
much like love...
my love for you,
if i was to do it...
kill myself
would you love me more...
remember me more?
Do you even care?
Do you want to be with me
the way i want to be with you
I have dreams about us at night...
passionately in love.
Its funny what meeting one person will do to you...
Loving or tender;suicidal or homicidal
The blood stains on our sheets
once white and pure
now red with death.
I wake up...
your laing next to me
drenched in a cold sweat.
I am with you the one I love.
I close my eyes,
open them yuo are gone...
replaced by someone...
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...Not a second of this matters...-Strata
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...Not a second of this matters...-Strata
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If you believe you have the right to tell me what to do, I believe I have to right to tell you where to go.
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Apollanaise said, "Come to the edge."
"It is too high!"
"Come to the edge."
"But we might fall!"
"Come to the edge."
So they came...
and he pushed them...
and they flew.
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