[no name]
suicides kiss
a razor wrist.
when you cut yourself way to deep
you will find eternal sleep.
we will sleep forever and ever
with our bloody wrists
bound together
we will finally find rest
with our hearts
ripped out of our cheast
we will be forever together
floating around
light as a fether
i used to think my life woulden't end this way
but now the time is here
i can only say
that of all my life
this is the happyist day
MëMë, vrouw, 32 jaar
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