13 December, 2006



"So he passed over and all the trumpets sounded for him on the other side"

I will take a razor to my wrist I'll slash it quickly and make a fist.

I will take a bottle of sleeping pills and wash it down with 20 whiskey stills.

I will jump from the top of an office block, i will shut my eyes as i drop.

I will walk in front of a double Decker bus, i will not falter i will not rush.

I will jump in front of a speeding train, i will end this torment in my brain.

Just five ways to turn out the lights and who cares for another's plight. Who's next You, me or her I fear.

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