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You want to save me then?
To save me,
you have to know me.
To know me
you have to listen to me.
To listen to me you
have to let me live happily.
To let me live happily
you have to keep me sane.
To keep me sane
you have to kill me.
To kill me
you have to pick up the f***ing gun,
hold it to my head,
pull the trigger,
one, two, three,
let me be dead.
I want you to kill me then?
To have you kill me,
I have to beg,
put the gun in your hand,
make you listen,
and you have to
let me die.
You want to know why I'm smiling?
Because I only stop
when I'm screaming.
To stop my screaming,
you have to hug me.
To hug me
you have to care about me.
To care about me
have to let me live happily.
To let me live happily
you have to keep me sane.
To keep me sane
you have to kill me.
To kill me
you have to pick up the f***ing gun,
hold it to my head,
pull the trigger,
one, two, three,
let me be dead.
I want you to kill me then?
To have you kill me,
I have to beg,
put the gun in your hand,
make you listen,
and you have to
let me die.
- by Starla Astrum Night |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/28/2009 |
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- Title: To let me die
- Artist: Starla Astrum Night
- Description: Randomly wrote something true.
- Date: 07/28/2009
- Tags: poem
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Starla Astrum Night - 07/28/2009
- Thank you...
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- grimmykitty - 07/28/2009
- that sounds so cool! X3
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