The bathtub has just begun to fill And I think I need to kill. From my pocket I take a razor, So much sharper than a laser. Death is what I so much miss, As I'm longing for it's kiss. As I slide into the bath I can see the aftermath. The ruddy liquid quite a mess And the priest shall not bless. And as I use the razor to slpit my wrists I go into sado-masochistic fits. The slash up and down each arm Is what causes all the harm. And as the blood seeps from me I know it will end up in the sea. I begin to feel a little giddy, Just like when I was a kiddy. Death was always at my door, And now it would eat some more. But now I start to fall asleep I hope that death my soul shall reap. Fore when I die before I wake I'll go to hell for heaven's sake.
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