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Kill yourself, kill yourself
You really oughta’ just
Kill yourself
Stop prolonging this
Please stop prolonging this
There is so much agony
Death, death
Die
I can’t wait to die
Slit your wrists
And just sigh
There goes your soul
Down into the deepest
Hole
Of Hell
The pits of fire
Growing higher,
Lapping at your scars
Those pretty, pretty scars
That release you from behind the bars
Of pain
Standing in the acid rain
Eating off my fucking skin
But I’m still covered in this sin
Won’t you just take it all away?
Take me away
Take me away
My death
Will carry me away
you seem a good poetess indeed....well done friend..this is really a good poem.. you did in a good way and impressive..hope you also go through my poems... to know if my poems shake your heart or not???