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Date Posted: 14:28:05 02/21/03 Fri
Author: Maximus
Author Host/IP: 229.chicago-19rh15rt.il.dial-access.att.net / 12.84.132.229
Subject: Dear Death.......................................................from the bottem

Dear death, I write to you often,
Wondering when its my turn to lie in a coffin,
Remember the time we played Russian roulette,
I was scared to pull the trigger man that’s what I regret,
I wanted to see the other side of life so I grabbed the knife and slit my wrist vertically,
That didn’t work, I should have called Dr. Kevorkian to come and murder me,
Come on death, you’re just like my best friend,
So do me a favor man and show me the end,
You’re the answer to all of my questions, no more frustrations,
When my life ends, me and you should be best friends at a special occasion,
Until then, im a stay in touch trying my hardest to reach you,
Shits been going down hill for like 2 years man, ive been trying my hardest to meet you,
I wanna be see-through when I see the light at the end of the tunnel,
So I fight trying to ditch existence I go out looking for trouble,
I grow bolder as I inch closer to scrambling my inner essence,
To be in deaths presence is my one an only blessing,
Please show me the end and the life thats after death,
Then kill me again after I take my last gasp at breath,
So I write, dear death, just tell me, what does it take,
The last time I tried to meet you, I jumped an drowned in a lake,
But im still writing to you, I guess it didn’t take,
Why wont you see me, I want to take my rightful place,
Why cant we be together, what is it, don’t you like me anymore,
Was it because of that one time when we ran into each other at the store,
I swear to you, I didn’t know, I was trying to bite the bullet,
I swear im not a hero, look man, I wasn’t trying to prove shit,
It’s the truth man, I love you, and every day I try to prove it,
But you don’t answer my calls or letters, or approve any of my blueprints,
So give me a clue man, what does it take to meet you,
Maybe a rusty needle in my veins filled with acid and some bleach II,
I don’t know, but every day I try harder an harder,
But it seems that the harder I try, you deem to move farther an farther,
What the fuck is it that makes my life not worthy enough to leave,
Could I be any more blatant, cant you see, I don’t want to breathe,
So please, make this the last time that I write to you, make it my last breath,
Faithfully I write to you, post marked, dear death

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