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Truely suicide at its worst (please rate) |
| Nobody wanted her, there was nothing to stop her From doing what she was contemplating She thought about how lonely her life had become She wondered if anyone would care if she died tonight She saw the way everyone looked at her, as if she were a freak She slowly took the pills from the cabinet She swallowed them all to ease her pain She took the blade to make a mark, the one that would end her life She dried her tears and drew the knife across her wrists The blood dripped to the floor but she didn't see it She screamed in agony, her eyes rolled up into her head She dropped to the floor, her body began to shake Blood trickled from her mouth as she took her last breath Days went by and yet her body wasn't found Slowly decomposing, flesh peeling away To expose what is left of her rotting organs Turned to mush, they seep onto the floor What was once her body is now surrounded by the putrid stench of death |