By silver
Suicide, I don't care. You are dead already, You died when you loaded the gun. It's just then you still, Could pretend to have, A semblance of life. No comments, As I stand, Over your grave, I died with you, But you couldn't see. Unsure to what, Hurt the most. You or me? Written February 14th, 2002 © on Feb 14 2002 01:47 PM PST 0 • 10
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