Watch me cut my throat with a smile
while blood is squirting from my neck
I want you to feel my body slick with
dripping blood so you can attest to the reality
that I am indeed hurting my self
You don't have to worry
as you will not hear any sound of pain
coming from me
Hug me tight while I'm doing this ritual
and I want you to do it tighter and tighter
until you see me struggle for air
When certainty of death is near
kiss me on my forehead
and whisper
"i love you"...
And with the last pant that I have
I will kiss and hug you back
and mumble
"thank you"...
Author notes
Option 6
this is all about my 'pain'
Option 1 and maybe option 2 also 
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Comments
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lovely write
my style
but at the same time so far from itthanks for entering
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nicely done... it is deep and depressing to the reader you are sending this towards.... amazingly penned deary... nicely done!
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Wonderful write. It hurts me to read this.
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Wow... very, very dark and twisted. Well done, thankyou for entering and good luck!
~*~DramaQueen469~*~
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