The pressure is rising can't stop it I have lost control red is the color of the day I see red....blood red no more time to spare laughing hysterically through the tears one in the chamber shaking uncontrolably I see my destiny... eye on the barrel barrel in mouth my fate has been decided the final chapter.... don't look at my face there will be nothing left just a tear stained mass of flesh but you know what? there will also be no more pain old tears dried amongst the fresh blood it will hurt way less than my heart has
Reason for writing:
suicide by words...it's the only way to go....
Birth sign: Leo
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