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Shooting me

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Don't worry
I didn't buy the gun to use it on you
Death is a gift
& you don't deserve it.
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Shooting me by Sweetcidal

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Deadfish-SilentArmy Featured By Owner Oct 7, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
This hit me, its really well written and yeah so true to how I feel at times, but I never thought it through
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Sweetcidal Featured By Owner Oct 7, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Yeah ^^
Thank you for adding it to your collection
& thank you for commenting <3
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Deadfish-SilentArmy Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
You are welcome
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EleosL Featured By Owner Sep 27, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
This. Is. Perfect.

All I can do is wonder where lovefemalesuicide finds those way too awesome writers.

It would be an honor for me if you decided to join my group because this kind of poetry shows more feelings than words and the impact and he room for discussions is great. Well done.
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Sweetcidal Featured By Owner Sep 27, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks both of you
I will do
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EleosL Featured By Owner Sep 28, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
I love the knew one you posted in our group too.

Good work and please keep it up!

But are you doing fine?
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Sweetcidal Featured By Owner Sep 30, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Welcome ^^
Don't worry I will be fine
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EleosL Featured By Owner Sep 30, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Ok...

If something happens tho you can always write me a note or something. Don't have to do it tho
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Sweetcidal Featured By Owner Oct 1, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for your concern
I will remember that ^^
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EleosL Featured By Owner Oct 1, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
and have have i properly welcomed you in the group?

No matter if I did or not: welcome to the group, honey! Glad you're here <3
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Sweetcidal Featured By Owner Oct 2, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
^^
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angelboi69 Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2014
I loved and enjoy this immensely.
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Sweetcidal Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks
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ennailaughter Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
wow, I usually am not a fan of the really short poems, but I love this!
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Sweetcidal Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks
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ennailaughter Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
you're welcome
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0ZYMANDlAS Featured By Owner Sep 9, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Take the form of Ragnarok, and deliver that which has been too long denied to us.
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Sweetcidal Featured By Owner Edited Sep 15, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
But I want to use it on myself
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0ZYMANDlAS Featured By Owner Oct 31, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Can you bear the sin of our salvation?
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Sweetcidal Featured By Owner Nov 6, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
I can't bear staying alive
I hate myself
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0ZYMANDlAS Featured By Owner Nov 8, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
:iconorphanplz::iconsaysplz: You overreach yourselves.
:iconlightningfarronplz::iconsaysplz: No. We overreach you.
:iconorphanplz::iconsaysplz: Is that so?
:iconlightningfarronplz::iconsaysplz: You don't believe in anything. You gave up on life before you were even born. Sat poisoning Cocoon from the inside, waiting for someone to come and destroy you. Sure, you think the end of the world is salvation. All you care about is death's release. So take it, and leave the rest of us alone. We don't think like that. When we think there's no hope left, we keep looking until we find some. Maybe Cocoon is past saving, but it's our home. And we'll protect it or die trying! We live to make the impossible possible! That is our Focus!
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0ZYMANDlAS Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Koffing: Self-Destruct 
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within-the-silenc Featured By Owner Sep 9, 2014  Student General Artist
I would send this to my enemy but he's not smart enough to understand it. Love it!
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Sweetcidal Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
He mustn't deserve it as well
Thank you
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within-the-silenc Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2014  Student General Artist
He certainly doesn't deserve it.
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Reitanna-Seishin Featured By Owner Sep 8, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
LOVE. IT.
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Sweetcidal Featured By Owner Sep 8, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you
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The liesThis world is full of lies;
they say:
   don't lose your hopes
no, I don't have any hope to lose it
they say:
   be stronger
no, I'm weak & I love my weakness
they say:
   it will get better soon
no, it's not getting better
actually it's getting worse
they say:
   suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem
no, it's not a temporary problem
actually I want a permanent solution
they say:
   you can't live with this
but I say:
   who said I want to live?
Do you hear the same voice?I wonder
Does anyone hear the same appeal
It says: It's time to reveal
It encourages me
To lock myself in the bath
Take a razor & sketch my path
It emboldens to take a rope
To block the veins till I dope
It heartens me to drown in bathtub
& stop looking through a tube
I'm just consuming others oxygen
This is not accepted by any religion
I'm just a wet blanket
So shooting my heart shall fix it
My Empty Heart"Fuck yourself bitch" you said
& That is the trigger
Which urges me to press the trigger
I was wrong
I thought you still have some love
Some kindness some passion
Some respect to memories
Memories used to be better
But I was wrong
You have turned my memories bitter
I'm looking at the gun barrel
Looking for the exit
Cursing the day we met in twitter
I'm staring at the shining bullets
They are cold
Comparing with your cold heart they are better
They'll take your place in my heart
Oh my heart
Already nothing remained just litter
My feelingYes, I feel numb
so soon I'm going to succumb.
Yes, I'm full of dirt
& this will never convert.
Yes, I love my pain
whatever I try to feign.
Yes, I can certify
my body is going to mortify.
Yes, i'm suicidal
& this is my very ideal.
The long nightHere we are again
it's going to be another long night
& I'm very tired
I'm tired of trying
I'm tired of fake smiling
I'm tired of ignoring
I'm tired of overburdening
this brain can't tolerate any more.
It's going to be a very long night
my mind is under siege by insomnia
dark thoughts can't run away
I can't drill my skull to let them go
but my gun will make it easy
I will make it a short night.
Mother earth hug me, I'm jumpingEverything has reached to the top
I thing it's the time
It will be exciting to taste the drop
Wait a minute & tell me
What is my crop?
Have I gain anything
Except this eternal flop?
What would I miss?
Eating the crap sop?
Or wearing my dirty slop?
What would I miss?
Betrayal? cheating? loneliness?
All this shit must stop
& off this edge it's time
To make my final hop
It is timeIf I committed suicide right now
& decided to disappear
Who would know or care?
I would get lost among thousands
Who commit suicide every day
Who would shed a tear?
I could be few words in the journal
In a corner beside the feuilleton
The words could not be even clear
Someone could mention me
In the internet & say
She well did by killing herself
She already was a sear
Nobody loved her or wanted her
She was always stepped aside
Or thrown away to the rear.
It is time to say enough
It is time to tighten the noose
& get rid of this disgraceful fear.
The end of the whorePeople call me any dirty name
I understand, only myself blame.
They always call me freak
I know because I look bleak.
They point to me:
(That woman is very bad)
who cares if I'm sad.
People call me piece of shit
& they directly to my face spit.
They call me witch, bitch, & whore
They deeply in my heart gore.
They really love seeing me gone
I will obey & use my gun
TONIGHT, the mission will be done.
Divorce me for herGo a head, it's very warm
Enjoy between your whore's arms
One day she will cheat you
Just like you have cheated
You will feel how I was beated
Don't look for my love anymore
Seek it with your whore
I removed your love off my heart
Cause you were a rotten wart
I replaced your love
With my loyal dagger
My heart is welcoming it
It's not a dodger
I will lay on my chest
& fix the dagger beneath
Letting my chest be its sheath
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She picks her role
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Rarely letting anyone in,
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