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Click hereMy pencil is a razor
Blood is my lead
My wrist is my paper
I wish that I was dead
The rain keeps fallin
I keep callin
Why don't you answer?
Do you even hear?
I'll try to commit suicide
I won't care how you feel inside
I have myself to think of
My own sense of pride
You said you loved me, but you lied
You always laughed when I cried
You never looked when I'd hide
You said you loved me but you lied
Who said life would be a ball?
You were never there when I'd call
I'll be glad when I'm gone
You'll be left to sing my song
Now my blood is flowing slow
This is it, here I go
Now I'm drawing toward the end
Now my blood is flowing thin
Don't forget I'll be glad when I'm gone
Just remember to sing my song
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Suicide's a dark option,
One in which he'll win;
He'll look and think it was good he left you
And he'll feel nothing.
Dont let him have the last laugh !
Dear,I myself often think of suicide,but still,you can have more fun taking revenge ALIVE than dead!You said it well,but....
I truly hope you don't mean it,the bastard isnt worth it !
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