The thought of suicideHits: 1223The thought of suicide
Put the gun to my head
Put the knife to my neck
Put the pills to my mouth
The thought of suicide
Jump off a building no screaming
Put a plastic trash bag over my head
Yes thanks am done am gone am dead
The thought of suicide blows my mind
I wouldn’t do it if I was doin fine in this life of mine
But it comes a time and I know this is my time to die
The thought of suicide runs threw my vains exceeds thew my brain
The thought of suicide is in my mind
Author: Beverly
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