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Aug 21, 2007
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Suicide
The flesh breaks apart
The nectar that makes me whole seeps out
Pure ecstasy
The red wine drips from my arm
I let my self out into the world
All that is me flows from this mortal wound
I smile as I slip in to the dark oblivion
That is death
That is sweet release
My sweet red nectar has left
Me pale and dead on the floor
What a lovely site
I float above my body
I look like an angel
A beautiful angel; dead
Gone from the world
Now my family is sobbing
They miss me so much
I realize what I did
I don’t want it
I want to take it back
I want to be there
With them
Not here
It’s too late
I am gone.
The nectar that makes me whole seeps out
Pure ecstasy
The red wine drips from my arm
I let my self out into the world
All that is me flows from this mortal wound
I smile as I slip in to the dark oblivion
That is death
That is sweet release
My sweet red nectar has left
Me pale and dead on the floor
What a lovely site
I float above my body
I look like an angel
A beautiful angel; dead
Gone from the world
Now my family is sobbing
They miss me so much
I realize what I did
I don’t want it
I want to take it back
I want to be there
With them
Not here
It’s too late
I am gone.
— CryingPagan89, Aug 21, 2007
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