Suicide love

Monday, October 19, 2009
Remembrance of our love will forever be,
like the shattered glass that can't be piece together,
as my hands bleed,
from the knife I slit my wrist,
I feel no pain,
no sorrows,

despair and nothingness engulf my thoughts,
as I fade away into the dark realm,
the memory of you will vanish,
with all my hopes and dreams.

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