Rot In Pieces 316

2005-02-08 03:41:15 (UTC)

I Think I'm Dead


I think I' dead,
don't ask why.
I cant answer,
I can't sigh.

My breath is caught,
in my throat.
My eyes are fozen,
and I see a dark cloat.

My arms are blue,
I have no pulse.
I feel like I took,
a fatasy dose.

y hearts not beating,
I feel cold as ice.
A bright light is shining,
in my eyes.

I think I'm dead,
and for bout an hour.
I think I'm begining,
to sour.

Yes I' dead,
and I know the reason.
I've been killed,
by a suicide season.

Please don't copy without emailing me first at
[email protected]

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