fallenfaces

I’m not in the position to take my own life….Pls. Take mine.

You have in your hands my antidote for this emotion sickness

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Dig the dagger, Strike the scythe,
through this flesh of warm filth.
Draw the sword, Inject the poison
of narcotic or of venom.

 
Force mouth open to pop the pill,
so next time it will all be still.
Incinerate, Decapitate
Be the Devil incarnate.

Cast a spell or a stone,
Burn to ashes up to the bone
A gentle nudge off a cliff
Fill my drink with arsenic

Is this a job for Jack the Ripper?
or just call a psychotic killer
A subject for manslaugther,
muster the butcher

If that’s what you’re really feeling
Then no one will mediate your doing
I take it all, all your shot
At least I am the man you’re not.

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