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Suicide Fantasy
Copyright, Ross
Sweet release give me peace
take my soul turn my blood cold.See me lying in a pool of my on blood still gripping
the gun that put an end to my
misery.colt 45 with a smoking
barrel.I had to end it the pain was unbearable.My time is now the end is near so i put the barrel to my head. I pulled the trigger now im dead.