Silence, A wee bit depressing. |
Silence, A wee bit depressing. |
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![]() Hello my name is Yula, I'm a baller! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 329 Joined: Apr 2005 Member No: 125,918 ![]() |
All of lifes trama collapsing on one entity
watch the knife cut the flesh blood colors the wall the low whispers of suicide enter a tainted mind an authority figure enters the room troublesome questions stress a mind patience runs out, pushes in the knife one more gasp of breath from a corpse police sirens, warning signs to insane run and break through the window, glass shatters to the floor you feel a tingle, but your too numb to feel it driven insane by the pressure and stress you run aimlessly sirens get closer voices yelling at broken ears pull out the gun from a hidden area pull a trigger with no remorese a roar of pain from someone who has something to live for dying for his job his body colapses to the floor as blood cascades from his neck sirens fill your ears as you stand silently, am emtpy shell of a person police yell and shoot they're guns your body spins from impact you spin with a feeling of joy finall you can rest lying on the floor, slowly fading away an empty vessel something you wanted for a long time finally you now have silence Oh well |
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