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The Perfect Gift My Suicide
Written by Ceara Randle
I've always dreaned of commiting suicide,
I'm so tired of trying to hide,
I cut myself a lot with a knife,
Hoping one deep cut could end my life,
I'm tired of being threatened up in here,
Damn I'm not gone live in fear,
I'm tired of being last on your list,
Why don't you just punch me in the face with your fist,
I'm gone let you be the big and bad one today,
But you will soon break down,
Right when I take my life away
Dedicated to: __________
Written by Ceara Randle
I've always dreaned of commiting suicide,
I'm so tired of trying to hide,
I cut myself a lot with a knife,
Hoping one deep cut could end my life,
I'm tired of being threatened up in here,
Damn I'm not gone live in fear,
I'm tired of being last on your list,
Why don't you just punch me in the face with your fist,
I'm gone let you be the big and bad one today,
But you will soon break down,
Right when I take my life away
Dedicated to: __________