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[aid] => mick
[title] => Pull the Trigger
[time] => 2006-12-04 07:16:01
[hometext] => I wrote this several months ago when I was really depressed
[bodytext] => Pull the Trigger My words vanquished by the mind that thought them True feelings concealed repressed Taste the burden of my regrets I am not well am I depressed? I'm falling to pieces I've splintered apart Can't handle the pressure It's just too hard Tear my soul out Reap my breath Quench my fears and bring me death! As I lay here all else dies Release my soul up to the skies It may be the cowards path but the pain's embedded too deep Am I confined to this dreaded life? To walk the world among the damned? Is there nothing that can Cease the pain I've come to feel? Slice me open Break my heart Feed my anguish Before I depart Kill me quickly hard and fast I can't hold I just can't last My blood stained eyes cry Tears of sweet relief Plagued no longer With guilt of mind Liberated from life's cruel clutch Release the shackles around my heels I won't fear when The hand of death grabs me And rips the life from right off my bones Sentenced to eternal freedom The ashes from my tarnished past Rain upon my charcoal casket And scorch the ground beneath I lay It is here where satisfaction Can silence my opposing mind No heaven, hell, nor nirvana Returned to nothing from whence I came [comments] => 2 [counter] => 231 [topic] => 36 [informant] => InfamousKilljoy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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