a girl named suicide.A Poem by Sarah
This is the story about a girl named Suicide,
She has no friend, has no guide. She fills her mind with nothing but fears, all she knows is scars and tears. So fragile and unsure of herself, just another book on the shelf. Hides the truth and tells the lies, every little name called, a little more she dies. This is a story about a girl named suicide. She's finally pushed to the brink, she's made her decision. No time to rethink. She runs home, grabs the gun, in her mind, she finally won. Tired of the abuse, sick of the hate, truly believed this is her perfect fate. This is the story of a girl named suicide. She takes a deep breath, tired of the heroin, done with meth. The only numb your brain, she's not dumb, only insane. Brings the weapon to her head, don't worry, she thinks, soon you'll be dead. C***s the gun and closes her eyes, the feeling won't be a surprise. A smile appears to her face, and she pulls the trigger with grace. And now she's gone, never to return, she wishes for you all to rot in hell and burn. That's the story of a girl named suicide. © 2010 SarahReviews
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2 Reviews Added on March 9, 2010 Last Updated on March 9, 2010 AuthorSarahAboutIm quiet, thoughtful, and i dont like expressing myself with an audience. thats why i do it through music, stories, and poetry. more..Writing
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