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Suicide note

Suicide note
in my hand
Daddy's gun
lays in the sand

The note is yours
it speaks the truth
that these soars
of the gun
should be yours

Trigger being pulled
gun on my temple
my thoughts on you
I begin to tremble

Now or never ?
Peace or hell ?
Death or life ?
I chose life, hell, never

I put the gun down
take a breath
shread the note
walk away from death
— Alice Ember, Apr 28, 2010

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Alice Ember

Alice Ember

16 years 1 month ago

yeah i did

Yeah I did walk away from death Carrying your own battle scars is a sign of your own strength. Carrying others battle scars is a sign of your very soul.
Alice Ember

Alice Ember

16 years 1 month ago

Thanks

Thanks Eph. Carrying your own battle scars is a sign of your own strength. Carrying others battle scars is a sign of your very soul.