Impulse/one less
Cut my wrists and bleed to death,no reason to love if there is none left;
you have to hurt to pass the test,
you have to die to beat the rest,
now your dead and one less....
Impulse/one less
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no reason to love if there is none left;
you have to hurt to pass the test,
you have to die to beat the rest,
now your dead and one less....
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Poem Comments
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Tyme commented on Impulse/one less
04-19-2011
- Dark. This really leaves one feeling empty. Effective.
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kpeery09 commented on Impulse/one less
03-15-2010
- It seems like you've had quite alot of troubles in your past to make you think this way of suicide. But it made a good poem. I give you 10
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