death on my mind a gun in my hand pull on the trigger blam blam blam swim out to sea never to return jump into the fire burn burn burn cut open my wrists blood everywhere fall off a bridge into thin air o.d. on drugs die on the floor full blown AIDS from a street corner whore noose around my neck feet above the ground far away from people go without a sound letters left behind trying to explain why I left behind nothing but pain they say that hurt is why I died now just one more suicideBirth sign: Not entered
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