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Hellraiser
Contemplating suicide, you put the knife to your wrist,
Slicing here and there up your arm and down it,
The mirror covered by the shower's mist,
Squirming squeamishly, as if throwing a fit,
Feeling your soul draining out,
The blood begins to squirt,
Shooting and hitting everything about,
Falling slowly to the water, with death is who you flirt,
Forever sealing your coffin with chains and lock,
Those who love you crying softly,
For they wanted to help, but all you did is block,
As your vessel is lowered, you realize too late,
Those who loved you hurt the most,
You hide from what you didn't see,
Regret is on your mind as you meet your host,
You squirm and wiggle, trying to flee,
So sadly you are stopped,
Pushed and thrown, with no way out,
You open your eyes as you are dropped,
Back to your shell, waiting to cut,
You relive all the moments from here on out,
No way to stop as you lack control,
Crying forever with a heart of dust,
Trapped in this nightmare of pain and lust.
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