I'm the rope around your neck,
I'm those scars that make your body look a reck,
I'm every bottle that you drink,
I'm all your blood that pours down the sink,
I'm those pain pills you force yourself to take,
I'm your biggest mistake,
I'm all those fresh blood stained cuts you hide,
I was your best friend on all those lonely nights you cried,
I'm all those broken razor blades,
I'm those dumb excuses that you made,
I'm the gun that you put to your head,
I'm the last note you left drenched in red,
I'm the reason why you died, For i am suicide...
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