The Life And Death Of The Emo

It’s a poem I wrote one day not too spshal but if you think it is my E-mail is: deathq6@hotmail.com!
You slit your wrist,
you watch it bleed,
you think about the life you lead.

You take the needle,
you inject the drug,
the one you bought from that iffy thug,

You take the bottle,
you slam it hard,
the alcohol puts down your guard.

You take the gun,
cock it to your head,
project terminated (BANG!) now your dead.

By tony espinosa
Published: 4/10/2007		 Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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