Mutter and Die
By KissTheSkyPH
Suggestions of you Are slowly causing me To kill myself. I don’t know How much longer I can pretend I still have something-- Anything-- To hold onto (Now that you’re not Holding me up.) I drove the knife With excuses Of freeing myself When all I wanted to do Is rid you of the cancer That was Me. (all I’m left with) I can’t subject you to My Homicidal habits (slowing down my suicidal tendencies) I’ll just return my Decomposition To fast forward By my own hands. I N C O H E R E N T But now I’m the only one listening.ummmmmmm......... Written January 1st, 2002 © on Jan 03 2002 04:20 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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