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Come, Lady Suicide.

Comfort me because I crave peace.

And wrap me in your arms.

And bring me endless sleep.

You are lovely.
Your skin, as icy as the moon. 

So pale and ghostly. 

I fall deeper into you.  
 

Your beauty is seven stories down;

And I will fall for you, without a doubt. 

Your love is like a knot;

And I will slip in, but never out. 

Your eyes are deep;

Like the razor kissing my skin.

Your scent is the carbon monoxide;

That I won't to stop breathing in.

Come, Lady Suicide;

Come walk me through the rain. 

Please, take me by the hand;
And hold me through the pain.

Make me feel nothing. 
Because that is what I am without you.

Love me true, because loving myself;

Is something I'll never know how to do.