Suicide
I’m obsessed.
Feel possessed,
So depressed.
Lost my pride,
Want to hide.
Suicide.
Very sad,
Feel so bad,
I’ve been had.
Thinking of you,
Feeling blue,
Stuck like glue.
On my mind,
Love is blind.
Left behind.
Laying here,
Drinking beer,
Death so near.
Over the hill,
Just a pill,
That can kill.
Suicide,
Suicide,
Suicide.
Copyright: 7/12/2018
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Copyright © Carole Duet | Year Posted 2018
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