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Pixie 14

Suffocating Slowly

Copyright, Pixie 14

Suffocating Slowly
My heart dies,
Suffocating Slowly
I close my eyes…

I don’t wanna look
Death in the face,
My life’s what I took
in this suicide case…

They find me there
So lifeless and still,
My skin is so fare
It makes them ill…

Down to the morgue
So stiff and cold,
They take off the cord
But it imprints like a mold…

They cut me up quick
Slice, Snip, Slash,
Then they stick
My parts in the trash…

Suffocating slowly
My soul dies,
Suffocating slowly
I close my eyes…

 

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