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My everday thoughts!!
I take the knife and hold it close,
slowly but surely I cut my throat.
As the blood falls, so do I.
As I drop the knife, I slowly die.
A single tear rolls down my face,
as my heart starts to slow it's pace.
My pain is gone and I feel no more,
as my mother slowly opens my door.
She frantically screams and starts to cry,
as she drops to her knees by myside.
As she pulls me close and holds me tight,
she cries and cries all through the night.
I've ended my pain along with my life,
there's no going back; I should have thought twice
I really like this one, it flows really well, and the images you convey are powerflu. I understand where you're coming from on this one..although I'm sure that I wish I didn't.